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My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 915
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Chapter: 915

Noemi’s smile broadened at Selina’s words.

She then turned to Brian. “Look at the two of you standing together.

You make quite a pair.”

Brian frowned and quickly changed the subject. “Mom, how did this accident happen?”

At this question, Noemi’s eyes betrayed a hint of unease.

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“I was on a phone call and tried to make it through a light turning red. I didn’t anticipate another car

turning and hitting me.”

Brian’s expression darkened. “Mom, how many times have I asked you to be less impulsive?”

His rebuke seemed to embarrass Noemi.

“Brian, I’m your mother. Instead of comforting me after an accident, you’re blaming me. What kind of

son does that?”

“Am I wrong? Every time something happens, it’s due to your impatience.

Can’t you control your emotions better?” Brian retorted.

Noemi’s expression hardened. “Brian, just admit it. You’re still holding a grudge because I divorced

your father, aren’t you?”

“I didn’t say that, Mom,” Brian replied, visibly bothered.

“But that’s what you meant! Or else why would you keep calling me impetuous? You’re implying that I

shouldn’t have left you alone after your father cheated on me.”

Tears welled up in Noemi’s eyes, her chest heaving with emotion.

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Brian sighed, feeling a headache coming on. “Mom, I didn’t mean it that way. You can’t twist my words

just because you’re unwell.”

“And what is that supposed to mean? Am I making a fuss over nothing?

Are you here to check on me or just to upset me?”

“I came to see you, obviously. You’re the one being unreasonable here.”

As the tension escalated, Selina swiftly intervened, tugging at Brian’s hand.

“Brian, Auntie is unwell. She didn’t get seriously hurt. Can we drop ite”

Brian looked at Noemi, now seething with anger, and softened his tone.