My Bossy CEO Husband

His mood, which had been rather bleak, inexplicably lifted.

“Mr.

Fernandez, Mrs.

Fernandez, please enjoy your meal,” Clifton said.

Not wanting to intrude further, he left the room.

Tilda guided Lyndon to the dining table.

They ate breakfast quietly, without exchanging a word.

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After they finished, they prepared to check out and leave.

Lyndon went to pack up his laptop and other belongings, while Tilda pulled out her phone to check her group messages, only to discover that the chat with her former classmates had vanished.

“I helped you delete the group chat,” Lyndon said as he noticed her confusion.

Tilda was stunned and asked, “Why did you do that?”

Looking at her, he replied, “Don’t you find such gatherings boring?”

Had he not been there, the outcome would have been disastrous.

Of course she shouldn’t be at these kinds of events again.

Tilda pondered over it.

Yesterday’s class reunion was indeed dull.

Once out in the world, everyone had their paths and cliques.

If one wanted to reconnect, they could simply meet with the individuals they got along with.

“Are you unhappy that I took the liberty of deleting the group chat?”

Lyndon asked, noticing Tilda’s silence, his eyes narrowing slightly.

“Of course not!” Tilda rushed to say.

“I was going to delete the group chat anyway.

”

Lyndon’s expression softened.

“Let’s go.

”

“Okay,” she answered.

Then she slipped her phone into her bag and moved forward.

The plush carpet underfoot caused her to stumble slightly, sending her lurching ahead.

“Ah!” she exclaimed.

“Watch out!” he yelled, catching her just in time.

Tilda found herself in his arms.