NovelEnglishChapter 2689 Tildas eyes stayed on him.
She suddenly posed a question.
Honey, did you marrybecause you felt sorry for me? Sawstruggling with Sheldon and thought I needed help? Lyndon almost spit out his water, but quickly swallowed, his eyes meeting Tildas.
She looked innocent, but he could see the playful glint in her eyes.
What do you think? I dont know, she said, keeping her tone soft but not letting him off that easily.
Thats why Im asking you.
She smiled sweetly, but the question hung between them, waiting for a real answer.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLyndon felt a headache coming on.
One wrong answer, and it was probable that his wife would be upset with him. He ran a thumb over the rim of his cup, stalling, searching for the right words.
Ive got a kind heart, sure, he began, his voice careful, but Im no saint.
I married you because I met the right person at the right time.
Because it was you, I wanted to get married.
His dark eyes locked on hers, a depth in them that matched the honesty in his voice.
It wasnt sgrand declaration or flowery speech, but the truth behind it was clear.
Tildas frustration eased, the tension slowly leaving her shoulders.
Her gaze lingered on his face, taking in the familiar features, and a glimmer of mischief lit up her eyes.
Oh, really? she teased, raising an eyebrow.
You didnt just marrybecause Sheldons so cute, and you wanted to be a part of his life? Lyndon blinked, caught off guard, and then broke into a laugh.
He couldnt help but think back.
If he was being honest, their relationship had Sheldon to thank.
The little guy had brought them together.
He nodded slowly.
You are right, he replied, his voice easygoing.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTilda tilted her head, her eyes narrowing slightly.
Oh, so youre saying I only got you because of my son? Lyndon let out a quiet laugh.
If thats how you want to see it, I wont argue. Tilda raised an eyebrow, her dan e tone playful but pointed. It seems you dont care aboutat all.
You really think thats what I want to hear? Lyndon froze, momentarily caught off guard.
Once again, he found himself at a loss, reminded how easily. sh@could ve! leave him tongue-tied.
If youre going to turn this into stic, self-pitying monologuen what am I supposed to say? He gave a small, resigned smile, knowing he was already trapped. Tildas eyes sparkled with mischief.
Tellyou love me! The room fell silent.
Everyone at the table leaned in, their eyes fixed on Lyndon, waiting to see how hed respond.
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