My Bossy CEO Husband

Fernandez Group was immense.

The entire building was a branch of the group.

The sun shone brightly, making the iconic Fernandez Group logo gleam under the light.

Good morning, Mr.

Fernandez.

The receptionist, security guards, and passing employees all greeted him with respect as he walked in. Lyndon kept his usual cool demeanor, but his expression softened slightly when he glanced at Tilda.

Then, to her astonishment, he took her bag and clasped her hand.

Tilda froze, her muscles tightening.

What had gotten into him all of a sudden? Was he trying to make an impression in front of everyone? She felt distinctly uncomfortable.

Honey, take it easy; dont allow excitement to trip you up, he whispered teasingly into her ear.noveldrama

Caught off guard by his words, Tilda stumbled slightly.

Lyndon steadied her, his dark eyes twinkling with mischief.

Are you truly this thrilled to accompany me to the company? Tilda felt utterly embarrassed.

She wished she could vanish as she noticed the curious glances from those around them.

Shut up, she murmured, attempting to withdraw her hand, but he maintained a firm grip.

Fine, Ill be quiet, but Im not letting go, he declared, his voice a low rumble of soft laughter. Tildas face flushed with embarrassment as he tightened his grip and led her into the private elevator.

As soon as the doors shut, a buzz of chatter erupted behind them.

Whos that woman? Mr.

Fernandez actually carried her bag! Isnt she that famous screenwriter, Tilda? She is Tilda? Shes Mr.

Fernandezs wife, isnt she? Wow, Mr.

Fernandez and his wife truly seem in love, dont they? Did you see how tenderly he smiled at her?