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Yet, Elma didn’t seem guilty at all.

She simply pulled Sheldon to her side and said, “Tilda, Mr.

Fernandez, drive carefully.

”

“Okay,” Lyndon replied.

Tilda turned to Sheldon.

“Stay home and be good.

I’ll bring you something tasty tonight.

”

Sheldon waved at her and then looked at Lyndon.

“Dad, drive safely.

I’m not in a hurry for the food.

You can go on a date with Mom.

”

Lyndon raised an eyebrow and smiled without saying anything.

Tilda was speechless.

What a cheeky boy!

Sheldon always managed to amuse her.

“Don’t be naughty.

We’re leaving now,” Tilda said, giving Sheldon a stern look before taking Lyndon’s hand and heading out.

“Goodbye!” Sheldon called after them.

Lyndon smiled and left the villa with Tilda, both getting into the car.

The drive started in silence, a quiet tension filling the space.

“Want some music?” Lyndon asked, breaking the silence.

“sure,” Tilda replied.

Lyndon turned on some soft music, hoping to ease the tension.

Tilda started a conversation with him.

“The new year is coming.

When are we going back to your family?”

“Rosalynn mentioned that we’ll have a get-together with everyone in two days.

Then we’ll head back,” Lyndon explained.

“I see,” Tilda said, and the silence returned.

Lyndon glanced at her.

“We’ll celebrate the new year in Betton.

Is that okay with you?”

Tilda bit her red lips and nodded.

“I’m your wife now.

Of course, I’m okay with that.

”

Lyndon was pleased with her response.

She seemed serious about her role as Mrs.

Fernandez.

They didn’t speak further, letting the music fill the car as they drove to her father’s house.

At the Larsons’ house, Ivy was upset to see her mother cooking dinner herself.