NovelEnglishChapter 2516 She kept having chaotic dreams.
One moment, she found herself teetering on the edge of a cliff, forced to watch helplessly as Lyndon abandoned her to save Rosalynn.
In the next instant, she found herself bleeding from a wound after Evita injured her.
She looked to Lyndon for solace, pain and resentment warring for dominance in her gaze.
But Lyndon paid her no mind at all.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHer suffering meant nothing to him, and he turned away from her to go to Rosalynn's side. Her heart ached terribly.
He had said that he would do his best to love her with his whole heart.
It turned out he was merely telling her what she wanted to hear in an effort to placate her! "Liar!" Tilda shouted in her dream.
She felt her body lurch, and a moment later, she becweightless.
With a gasp, she suddenly woke up.
The room was shrouded in a soft, eerie light, the only illumination coming from the faint, diffuse glow that managed to seep through the curtains.
Tilda's gaze was fixed on spoint in front of her, her eyes glassy and unfocused, still clouded by the disorientation of waking from a deep sleep, her mind struggling to shake off the remnants of dreams and fully embrace the reality of her surroundings.
Instinctively, she moved her body, only to realize that it was a bit stiff from sleep.
Just as she was about to turn over, she heard a deep, male voice behind her.
"You are awake.
"1 With a soft click, the room was suddenly bathed in a warm, gentle glow as the man flipped the switch on the wall lamp.
ANGELA's LIBRARY Tilda froze mid-turn.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHer head swung around to find Lyndon reclining against the headboard, his dark gaze fixed on her.
Why was he in her bed? For a moment, she stared at him with wide eyes.
The next second, she looked down at her body, instinctively checking to see if her clothes were still in place.
Thankfully, she was still wearing the comfortable pair of sweats she had op before she went to sleep. It was highly unlikely that he did anything to her.
Tilda unconsciously let out a long breath.
A low, husky laugh resonated from the vicinity of the headboard as m Lyndon's amused voice inquired, N "What are you looking at? Did you think I did something to you while you were asleep?"
Tilda's eyes widened in embarrassment, and a wave of m warmth surged through her cheeks. In that sinstant, she realized that she overreacted.
Again, she tried to turn over, only to find herself leaning against him.
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