NovelEnglishChapter 2266 Lyndon stared at her with his misty eyes before pulling her closer and draping an arm around her shoulder. "Miss Lopez, you're a lousy secretary.
Clearly, I can't walk alone, or why else would I need your help?" he muttered, his words slurred.
Tilda was taken aback.
It seemed that Lyndon was so drunk that he mistook her for his secretary! And he just called her lousy? That was too much! The sound of Lyndon's labored breathing mingled with the faint odor of alcohol, floated into her ear.
Tilda's body went rigid.
She fought back the urge to shove him away, having no intention of engaging in conversation.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHer only goal was to offload this burden back has quickly as possible.
As the two of them wobbled towards the villa, their steps uneven, Elma trailed closely behind, shutting the door after they entered.
The warmth inside was welcoming.
Tilda intended to guide Lyndon to the sofa.
"Tilda, it's probably better to take him straight upstairs," Elma suggested.
Tilda considered this for a moment before agreeing.
Together, she and Elma maneuvered him upstairs.
Once he was settled on the bed, Tilda could no longer hold back and dashed out of the room.
Elma tucked Lyndon in and promptly followed her out.
Tilda stood in the hallway, head tilted back, taking deep breaths and rubbing her chest.
Elma, eyebrows knit in concern, asked, "Tilda, are you okay?" Putting sdistance between herself and Lyndon had already made Tilda feel better.
She swallowed hard and forced a smile.
"I'm fine, just got a little light-headed from his smell.
" Her face was pale, prompting Elma to probe further.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Are you sure you are alright?" "Yes, I'm okay," Tilda replied, nodding her head for emphasis.
"I'll make Lyndon shangover soup.
It's not good for him to just sleep it off after drinking so much, Elman said. "Well, lethandle it.
Elma, you should get srest.
Elma used to an early-to-bed, early-to-rise routine, and had to m babysit, Sheldon during the day, so Thda didn't want to burden her any further.
san Initially, Elma wanted to assist but then realized this was an excellent opportunity for Filda to take care of the drunken Lyndon herself and perhaps strengthen their bond. "Alright, I'll head to bed.
Callif you need anything," Elma said.
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