NovelEnglishHe served a bowl of soup to Sheldon, suggesting gently, “Here, have ssoup.” Sheldon eyed the bowl and remarked, “Oh good. No scallions in this.” Lyndon’s eyebrows lifted in mild surprise. “You're not a fan of scallions either?” “Nope, not at all.” Lyndon muttered to himself, “He’s just like me!” “Tilda mentioned that Sheldon is quite particular about his food.” Rosalynn had shared with him the foods Sheldon disliked, and Lyndon found it unexpected.
He hadn't anticipated Sheldon’s eating preferences to align so closely with his own.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Alright, open up,” he prompted, starting to feed Sheldon.
Sheldon wrinkled his brow and pointed out, “Dad, you forgot to cool it down, Tilda always blows on the soup first.” Understanding, Lyndon nodded and gently blew on the soup. “How about now?” Pleased, Sheldon nodded and tasted the soup. “You catch on quickly.” Lyndon was at a loss for words at Sheldon’s comment.
Rosalynn observed Lyndon caring for the little boy with a warmth that reminded her of a father’s love for his son.
She couldn't help but think that if Lyndon and Tilda were indeed an item, this boy should be regarded as their matchmaker.
“Let’s eat,” Brian said, placing food on Rosalynn’s plate.
After a couple of bites, Rosalynn’s gaze landed on Sheldon. “He’s absolutely adorable. I'd love to take him hwith me.” Brian quirked an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his voice. “Well, when his dad achieves his goal, that dream might just beca reality.” Lyndon, overhearing the conversation, suppressed a scoff.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe chose not to engage in a pointless argument, especially in front of Sheldon.
“Sheldon, you haven't started school yet, right? Has anyone taught you how to read and write?” Rosalynn inquired, passing sof the shrimp Brian had peeled for her into Sheldon’s plate.
Brian's expression turned contemplative, wondering if things would change when they had a baby.
He felt his place in Rosalynn’s heart was already not at the forefront, and now, was he about to be pushed even further back? Lost in these thoughts, he peeled another shrimp and fed it directly to Rosalynn.
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