My Bossy CEO Husband

After they left, Rosalynn updated her parents on the upcoming visit from Sanfords parents.

Brendan and Gail nodded and directed the servants to get ready for their arrival.

The next morning, Sanfords parents arrived.

Brendan and Brian both cleared their schedules to receive them properly.noveldrama

Britton, older than Brendan and similarly respected in the business world, greeted Brendan with the decorum one might expect between two seasoned professionals.

Their brief exchange was cordial and polite.

Janiya, however, barely spared a glance for anyone else.

The moment she entered the Moreno villa, her focus zeroed in on Sanford.

Her eyes filled with tears as they landed on her son sitting in his wheelchair.

Sanford! she cried, her voice trembling.

It pains me to see you like this. What if-what if you have to spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair? How am I supposed to bear that? Her lament tugged at everyones emotions, but Sanfords reaction was calm, even light-hearted.

Mom, come on.

Im still alive and kicking- well, almost.

Why are you crying as if Im on my deathbed? Dont you dare joke about that! Janiya snapped, dabbing her tears angrily.

How can you laugh over this? Do you even realize how serious this is? Your legs-your legs Her voice broke off, and she shook her head in despair.

Sanford shrugged, his tone deliberately casual.

I dont think its that serious.

Look, Mom, I have Maggie here taking excellent care of me.

I dont have to lift a finger.

Maggie smiled slightly at the mention of her name, stepping forward to reassure Janiya.

Please dont worry, Mrs.

Robles.

Shes an excellent caregiver.

But Janiya, still overwhelmed with grief and frustration, turned her ire toward Maggie.

Thats easy for you to say.

Youre not the one whos crippled! Sanfords brows knit together in a sharp frown.

Mom, thats enough.

Maggie has done more for me than anyone else.

She juggles her job and still finds time to look after me.

Shes even lost weight because of all the effort shes been putting in.

Janiya snorted, unimpressed.

Its not her job to take care of you. We can afford a professional caregiver.

The words hit Maggie like a slap.

Was Janiya comparing her to a caregiver? Her hands curled into fists at her sides, and she lowered her gaze her expression unreadable.

Sanfords expression hardened, his voice cold and firm as he addressed Janiya.

Mom, do you really have to speak like that? Maggie is my girlfriend, my future wife.

Even Norwood said that when hes looking for a wife, he wants someone Like Maggie-someone who can show true love during tough times.

He paused, frustration building.

Think about it.

If my girlfriend were some wealthy heiress, would she still care for me so selflessly if I became disabled? Most wealthy people are snobbish, and the heiresses they raise are self-serving.

Sanford knew that if he spent the rest of his life in a wheelchair, the women who once fawned over him would scatter.

After all, they cared about appearances, not about the person.