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My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 909
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Chapter: 909

As evening approached, she glanced at the time and promptly made her way to Debora’s home.

Debora was seated in the living room, engrossed in a book with her reading glasses perched on her

nose.

Rosalynn approached her and greeted, “Good evening, Debora.”

Debora removed her glasses and flashed a warm smile. “Rosalynn, you’re here.”

Rosalynn reciprocated with a smile and moved over to give her a massage.

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Noticing the book that Debora was reading, Rosalynn paused momentarily.

Debora was engrossed in a book on babies.

She had been eagerly anticipating Eleanor’s childbirth.

Regrettably…

“Rosalynn, Eleanor’s baby is gone. It’s the sad truth.” Debora enjoyed the massage. “Since the baby is

lost, don’t proceed with the divorce from Brian. I’m growing old and my days are numbered. I wish to

see you bear a child so that I can have a great-grandchild. In that case, I will have no Lingering regrets

when I die.”

Hearing this, Rosalynn didn’t say anything, and her feeling was complicated.

Debora patted her hand, gesturing for her to take a seat.

As Rosalynn nestled beside her, Debora took her hand and said, “Rosalynn, as I’ve always said, no

one is perfect. Even though Brian made a mistake, he’s still a decent man. Moreover, you two are in

Love, aren’t you? Just give him another chance. If he betrays you ever again, I will stand by you and

teach him a harsh lesson!”

Her words brimmed with optimism, rendering Rosalynn’s indecisive heart all the more unsure.

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She pressed her Lips together and voiced, “I need some time to think about it.”

Seeing that she had begun to change her mind, Debora was relieved.

“Wonderful, dear. I’m eagerly waiting for you and Brian to reconcile and bless us with a charming Little

one.”

“Debora, you’re actually just longing for a grandchild.”

“Ha-ha, if you and Brian can reconcile, I could have a great-grandchild. It’s essentially the same thing.

You’d better be pregnant twins. Then I’ll be over the moon.”

“Debora!”

As the two engaged in hearty conversation, a voice echoed from the doorway.

They heard the maid greet Brian and Selina.