NovelEnglishChapter 2687 Absolutely, Lyndon said without hesitation, signaling to the waiter to set a chair right beside him.
Rita frowned.
Sitting next to Lyndon, she realized that Tilda would be seated next to him, so she needed to make room for an extra chair.
With a curious glance at Tilda, she asked, Lyndon, who is this? Letintroduce you.
This is my wife, Tilda.
Tilda, this is Rita Gordon, the one I mentioned, Lyndon replied smoothly.
So, youre Tilda.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIve heard a lot about you, Rita said, standing up with a bright smile and extending her hand. Hello, Miss Gordon.
I dont know you well, so please callMrs.
Fernandez.
Tildas voice was steady and calm as she nodded slightly, making it clear she had no intention of shaking hands.
Ritas smile stiffened, Tildas bluntness catching her off guard.
Her hand, still extended, lingered in the space between them before she awkwardly pulled it back.
At that moment, the waiter arrived with a chair in hand.
Murmuring an apology to Rita, the waiter gently shifted her chair aside.
Tilda, unfazed, sat down smoothly, her expression calm as the chair was set in place.
Rita stood off to the side, feeling awkward and out of place.
She glanced over at Lyndon, hoping to catch his eye, but he was too busy pouring water for Tilda, giving her all his attention.
Ritas fingers curled slightly as she sat down, her movements uneasy.
The others nearby observed the unusual dynamics between Tilda and Rita, sharing subtle looks.
As soon as Tilda walked in, her presence seemed to overshadow Ritas, and Lyndons respect for Tilda was impossible to miss.
It appeared that Tilda held a significant place in Lyndons heart.
Tilda took a sip of water, fully aware of the quiet glances being cast her way.
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The entire table had fallen silent, anticipating something from her she kept her posture straight and her expression composed, letting them watch without a care.
Honey, did you put this dinner together? she asked tuming om she asked t deliberately toward Lyndon. Lyndon lifted an eyebrow and gave a low, thoughtful hum.
Ritas eyes shifted nervously, and she repeated her explanation.
Mrs.
Fernandez, please dont misunderstand.
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