But Tilda didnât seem particularly interested in Lyndon, remaining composed and reserved during their encounter.
Lyndon brushed Ivyâs hand away and whispered, âWhat is going on?â
With a bashful smile, Ivy inquired, âHey Lyndon, can you hang out tomorrow? I want to treat you to a meal.
â
âIâm afraid I canât make it,â Lyndon replied.
âHow about the day after tomorrow?â Ivy inquired once more.
With a sharp gaze, Lyndon cut to the chase, asking, âMiss Larson, do you have a crush on me?â
Feeling exposed, Ivy nervously adjusted a strand of hair by her ear and told Lyndon, âYouâre so straightforward sometimes, Lyndon.
I.
.
âIâm sorry, Iâm not into you.
Please donât invest your time in pursuing me.
â
Lyndon cut her off and walked away.
Ivyâs smile vanished, and she quickly called after him.
âs BunnyBookery
âLyndon, whatâs the matter? Arenât we getting along? Since Rosanna is no longer with us, itâs time for you to find someone and start your own family.
Our families are also close friends, and my family background may be more suitable for you than Rosannaâs.
Lyndon, wonât you consider marrying me?â
When Ivy brought up Rosanna, Lyndonâs face showed a slight shift in expression, but he quickly returned to his usual indifference.
âMiss Larson, you should maintain your grace.
â
After saying this, he continued walking, but Ivy stopped him again.
Growing impatient, Lyndonâs tone turned chilly as he asked, âDo I need to say more harsh words?â
Faced with his rejection, Ivy asked desperately, âDo you have feelings for Rosalynn?â
Lyndonâs expression darkened further.
âMy feelings are a private affair.
Itâs not your concern whom Iâm fond of.
â
Having spoken those words, he didnât Linger further and walked away with a distinct, cold demeanor enveloping him.
Ivy was frustrated and felt like stomping her feet.
She was having a hard time seeing what was so great about Rosalynn.
A married woman from a village.
What was Lyndon thinking?
Was he interested in being a homewrecker?
In the restroom, Selina swapped her outfit for a clean dress a waiter had brought.
Disregarding his odd look, she requested her handbag.