âThe bleeding should have stopped by now.
You can throw the swab away, Lyndon.
â
Lyndon checked the swab and, seeing that the bleeding had stopped, tossed it in the trash.
Tilda instinctively blew on Sheldonâs arm to ease any remaining pain, then helped him put his shirt back on.
Sheldon beamed.
âMom, Iâm so happy today,â he said, clearly delighted to have them taking care of him.
Tilda chuckled and pinched his cheek.
âYouâre smiling so hard that youâre going to get wrinkles.
â
Sheldon held both Tildaâs and Lyndonâs hands with a smile.
âDad, Mom, letâs go home.
â
With Tilda and Lyndon by his side, he felt brave enough to face injections a few more times if needed.
The three of them took the elevator to the ground floor.
Lyndon picked Sheldon up, deliberately slowing his pace so Tilda could keep up.
At the hospital entrance, Ivy was arriving with her mother for a final follow-up consultation on her legs.
When she saw the three of them together, her eyes burned with jealousy.
How did this happen?
Despite all her efforts to tarnish Tildaâs reputation, Tilda had somehow come out ahead, marrying Lyndon.
The thought that she had inadvertently brought about their marriage made Ivyâs blood boil.
What was Lyndon thinking?
He knew about Tildaâs past, so why would he agree to marry her?
Was he out of his mind?
As Lyndon, Tilda and Sheldon approached, Ivy greeted them, âLyndon, Tilda, what a surprise! Here for a doctorâs appointment too?â
Tilda glanced at Renata and Ivy, choosing to stay silent.
She turned to Lyndon.
âPut Sheldon down.
Itâs cold outside.
Get dressed first.
â
Lyndon complied, gently placing Sheldon on the floor.
He took his coat from Tilda, then lifted Sheldon again, ready to leave.
Observing their coordinated actions, Ivy shivered with envy.
She eyed Sheldon and asked, âTilda, is Sheldon Keanuâs son?â
Upon hearing Keanuâs name, Tildaâs expression tightened, her fingers curling unconsciously.