My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 1878

Chapter 1878 "Mr.

Fernandez, what's the deal? Snooping around? Can't say I'm shocked.

Fancy clothes often cover up hypocrisy," she quipped.

Lyndon coughed, quickly regaining his cool.

"There's no need for sass.

Your place is so snug.

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If you want privacy, ssoundproofing during renovations wouldn't hurt.

" "You!" Tilda was floored by his cheek.

"This is my turf.

I don't need your two cents on hdecor.

Lyndon raised a brow, firing back, "If you know it's your place, you should remember I'm your guest.

You're a well-received scriptwriter.

Aren't manners part of your expertise? Seems like you skipped that class!" "What a nerve!" Tilda was stunned again.

Staring at his handsface, she fought the urge to slap him.

"What a piece of work! Turns out he's got a mouth on him!" Tilda mused under her breath.

Nearby, Elma caught a glimpse of the showdown.

Seeing their clash, she grinned kindly.

To Elma, they looked like a couple having a spat.

Mr.

Fernandez sure knew how to spice up the place! Later that evening, Rosalynn chto find Gail just finishing up sbaking.

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"Whoa, smells amazing!" Rosalynn gushed.

Gail beamed, saying, "Rosa, whipped up sblueberry cookies.

Fresh out of the oven.

Want to try?" "You bet.

Rosalynn sauntered over, a grin plastered on her face.

Gail popped a cookie in her mouth, asking, "How's that?" Rosalynn nodded eagerly.

"Delish! Mom, your cooking gets better and better!"

Hearing the praise, Gail grinned and handed Rosalynn another piece once she'd finished.

"Easy on them, don't spoil your m appetite for dinner," Gailadvised.

Rosalynn was tempted for more cookies but she heeded her mom's words and stopped. Glancing around, she inquired, "Mom, where's my mother-in-law?"