His voice was gentle, but the thought of him leaving her for Rosalynn made Tilda feel a surge of pain.
She looked at him and blurted out, âIf Keanu werenât there, who would you choose to save if both Rosalynn and I were in danger?â
Lyndon frowned.
âTilda, must you test me with such a question? Itâs pointless,â he huffed.
Seeing the frown on his face, Tilda felt a tightening in her chest, a discomfort that was hard to shake.
It was indeed pointless.
She didnât knew why she even bothered asking such a question.
Maybe she was asking because she had feelings for him.
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It turned out she was a woman who longed for love.
Despite her resolve to remain independent, she had fallen for him.
Just as Ivy said, she really was pathetic.
It was just another one-night stand for Lyndon, but she took it seriously instead.
She had fallen for him and hoped he also loved her back.
But she was just being delusional.
He didnât love her at all.
Suppressing her tears, Tilda forced a smile.
âSorry, I overstepped.
I wonât ask such questions again.
Letâs go.
â
Lyndon saw her put on a smile and pulled her closer to him as he frowned.
Tilda looked at him straight and asked, âAnything else?â
âTilda, I want to build a good life with you.
Can you stop behaving like this?â Lyndon pleaded with her.
Tilda, masking her pain, replied casually, âWhat do you mean? Come on, I want a good life with you too.
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But inwardly, she resolved never to open her heart to him again.
They would go back to the way they were when they first metâ each in their own space, maintaining privacy.
Their marriage would exist just to give Sheldon a complete family.
âWell, arenât you cold? Iâm freezing.
Letâs get going.
Sheldon must be getting impatient,â Tilda said, handing back to Lyndon the coat that she was wearing.