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My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 2677
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Chapter 2677 Lyndon looked at her calmly.

Rita, dont misunderstand.

I have no romantic feelings for you.

Im helping you because you shieldedfrom a blow earlier.

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Ritas cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

Lyndon, I... I didnt mean anything by it..

No need to say more. Please, get out, Lyndon interrupted, signaling an end to the conversation.

Okay.

Thank you for your help, Rita said, her gratitude genuine as she exited the car.

The car turned a corner and disappeared from sight.

Rita stood there, the smile slowly fading from her face.

Did he assist her out of genuine interest in her, or was it merely courtesy? If he was interested in her, why then did he decline her invitation upstairs? Was he embodying the role of a gentleman, or were his motives not as pure as they seemed? A sharp pain suddenly shot through her back, causing Rita to hiss in discomfort.

At this moment, her phone rang.

She pulled it out and saw the caller ID flash before her eyes.

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She answered with a slight tremor in her voice, Miss Fernandez... Lyndon took the cab back to his villa. Upon entering, the silence of the house enveloped him; it seemed everyone had retired to their rooms. He removed his coat and draped it over his arm as he ascended the stairs to the master bedroom. Inside, Tilda had just finished her evening routine and was sitting on the sofa, applying body lotion. Noticing Lyndons return, she smiled warmly.

Youre back? Where did you go just now? Letwash my hands, and then III fill you in, Lyndørs repliedm casually hanging his coat over the back of the sofa before heading to the bathroom. As he neared, a delicate fragrance drifted toward Tilda.

She inhaled, detecting the subtle om notes of an unfamiliar perfume. This scent was distinct from her usual choice.

Curious, she sniffed again and her gaze settled on Lyndons coat.

The aroma seemed to emanate from it.

Tilda hesitated for a moment, then reached out and lifted the coat to her nose. Indeed, the coat carried the distinct scent of perfume.

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