My Bossy CEO Husband

Huh? He was being considerate? Rosalynn raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical.

You were being considerate? But why did you stop? Lets just head to my place.

We cant.

The cars out of gas, he blurted.

Rosalynns eyes widened in disbelief.

You drove it until it ran out of gas? He looked away, his voice barely audible.

I thought you could use the extra rest..

For a moment, Rosalynn stared at him, caught between exasperation and amusement. Finally, she sighed, a soft laugh escaping her lips.

Well, thank you for that, I suppose.

Are you going to say Im all brawn and no brains again? he asked, bracing himself for harsher rebuke.

Rosalynn smirked.

Am I really that harsh? You are, Dilan replied without hesitation.

Rosalynn chuckled, Is that really how you see me? Dilan opened his mouth, wanting to say no.

But remembering his brothers death, he swallowed his words.

His brother had taken a bullet for her.

Yet their selflessness and generosity had caused him to have a rethink.

He suddenly wanted to find out how his brother actually died.

Tell me, he said, his voice quiet but heavy.

How did my brother really die? Rosalynns playful demeanor faded instantly.

She turned to him, her expression serious.

Ive told you, she said evenly.

Your brother died from a gunshot while saving me and my husband. Dilans grip on the steering wheel tightened.

Was it really an accident, or was it premeditated? Rosalynn was startled, her brows knit together.

What are you saying? You know what I mean, he said, his voice rising slightly.noveldrama

Did Brian pull him into the line of fire to protect you? Tell me the truth.

Rosalynns expression flickered slightly as her frown deepened.

Who told you that? she asked, her voice calm but probing.

Was it Shari Dilans silence was all the confirmation she needed.