Chapter 2372
“Dad, Mom, why didn’t you come home last night? Were you out looking for a place to be alone? To share some intimate moments together?”
Tilda nearly stumbled in surprise and turned red as she asked, “Who told you that?”
“Elma!” Sheldon said earnestly, pointing to Elma.
Both Lyndon and Tilda turned to look at Elma simultaneously.
Flustered, Elma quickly changed the topic and said, “Have you eaten breakfast? If not, I can make something right now.
”
“No, thank you.
We’ve already eaten.
You go on with your conversation.
I’m going upstairs to change,” Lyndon said gently, sensing that Tilda needed to speak privately with Elma.
As he ascended the stairs, Elma pulled Tilda aside with a grin and whispered, “Tilda, did you and Mr.
Fernandez get together last night?”
Tilda’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
She murmured, “I’m thirsty.
Could I get some water?”
Seeing this, Elma realized that the two had slept together last night.
She was filled with joy.
“Sure, I will get it for you.
”
“No need, I’ll get it myself,” Tilda said, still blushing as she headed for the kitchen.
Elma beamed, patting Sheldon’s head and whispered, “Sheldon, you might be getting a younger brother or sister soon.
”
Sheldon blinked his big eyes and said happily, “That’s great! I won’t be lonely anymore.
I’m going to have a sibling!”
In the kitchen, Tilda drank some water, feeling the heat on her face slowly fade away.
Elma walked in and said, “Tilda, now that you and Mr.
Fernandez have been intimate, don’t you think you should tell him the truth?”
The truth meant revealing Sheldon’s true identity to Lyndon.
Tilda clenched her glass, looking out at the warm sunshine through the window.
“I need more time,” she said softly.
It was just a night of passion-it didn’t mean anything.
She knew Lyndon didn’t love her.
What if he met his true love someday?
She didn’t want Lyndon to feel obligated to stay with her because of the child.
She had too much pride for that.
Elma’s concern was evident.
She wanted to say more but hesitated.