My Bossy CEO Husband

Now things were different.

Tilda raised her hand, brushing her cheek thoughtfully, her Lips pursing slightly.

She felt a stirring within her-a realization that a woman should dress up for the one she loved.

Suddenly, she felt the urge to dress up a Little.

Her husband was strikingly handsome, and staying plain would only emphasize their contrast, making her feel out of place next to his radiance.

Perhaps it was time for a big change.

Leaving the lounge, she sank onto the sofa, contemplating her next steps. She pulled out her phone and sent a message to Myra.

Myra, do you have any recommendations for a hospital for laser eye surgery? Whats up? Myra replied swiftly.

I want to get LASIK, Tilda typed.

She was eager to rid herself of the glasses that had become annoyingly irritating.

My cousin works in Ophthalmology.

Want me to come with you? Myra inquired.

Tilda smiled.

Sure.

Lets go this weekend.

No problem! Myra texted back.noveldrama

Knowing someone at the hospital had its perks.

Just as Tilda was about to put her phone away, another message from Myra popped up.

Tilda, what happened after you went into the private room at the restaurant this afternoon? Did you give Rita a good lashing? Tildas laughter echoed through the room. Do I seem like the violent type? Nah, youre too elegant for that, Myra replied.

Tilda smiled at the reply.

In fact, there were many forms of violence.

She typed back, But I know how to make sly little digs.

Myra replied with a laughing emoji.

Get back to work and stop slacking off.