My Bossy CEO Husband

The special guests he referred to were none other than Dilan and Rainie.

Rosalynn glanced at Dilan, noticing his lowered gaze and the unreadable expression on his face.

Now that everyones here, lets start dinner, Gail announced warmly, leading the group toward the dining room.

As they took their seats, Brendans gaze shifted to Dilan.

Dilan, I heard youre planning to become a martial arts instructor.

You must be in excellent shape, right? Dilan nodded politely.

Well, Ive worked out often.

Brendan gave an approving nod.

Thats what a young man should be- strong and dependable.

It gives people a sense of security. He added with a smirk, Kyson is nothing like you; he is lean and has very little muscle.

Kysons face twisted in frustration.

Dad, come on, Im not as fragile as you make me sound.

Brendan shrugged.

Im just stating the facts.

Kyson groaned in protest.

For your information, I play basketball and do outdoor sports all the time.

And I do have muscles.

Want proof? Look at my biceps! Kyson flexed his arm, making a fist as he tried to show off his biceps.

Brendan barely spared him a glance before waving him off.

Alright, alright.

With those puny arms, what are you even showing off? If I were you, Id worry Dilan might laugh at me.

Kyson bristled, shooting a sharp glare at Dilan, who was watching with a faint, amused smile.

If youve got something to laugh about, just let it out, he snapped.

Holding it in must be exhausting.

Dilan didnt hesitate, breaking into a low chuckle.

Well, since you insisted, here it is.

Kyson rolled his eyes, his lips tightening into a thin Line.

You know what? Im not about to waste my breath arguing with someone whos all muscle and no brains.

At Kysons sarcastic response, Dilans smile vanished from his face.

That brat had the nerve to call him brainless! If they werent in the Moreno familys home, he might have resorted to a one-on-one fight to teach him a tough lesson! Kyson, dont speak to Dilan like that. Its rude.

Gail gently reprimanded as they all gathered around the dining table.

Its alright, Brendan said with a chuckle.

Even close friends argue sometimes.

Gail nodded warmly, personally serving soup to Dilan and Rainie.

She cooed, Dilan, Rainie, make yourselves at home.

The couple struck the perfect balance between authority and warmth, making them approachable.

They carried none of the pretentious airs typical of high-society families.

Dilan sat silently, momentarily lost in thought.

For a fleeting moment, it felt as though everyone here truly was family.noveldrama