She needed a moment to collect herself.


    “Is he still there?”


    Seeing Sheldon walking hand in hand with Lyndon towards Sheldon’s room, Elma answered, “Yes, he is ying with Sheldon.


    ”


    “Okay, I’ming home now,” Tilda said.


    Ending the call, Tilda took a deep breath, made a quick apology to Rosalynn and the director, and drove home fast.


    When she got back, the living room was silent and empty.N?velDrama.Org holds ? this.


    Slipping into her house shoes, Tilda was filled with a sense of unease and curiosity.


    Tilda wondered if they were outside.


    “Dad, is this how you do it?”


    “That’s right, you’re doing great.


    Keep it up.


    ”


    She heard this exchangeing from Sheldon’s room.


    Tilda’s hand tensed, and she bit her lip lightly.


    Why was Sheldon calling him dad again? And Lyndon responded as if it was the most natural thing.


    She walked quickly to Sheldon’s room and pushed the door open.


    Inside, Lyndon was sitting at Sheldon’s small desk, staring at aputer screen.


    Sheldon was on hisp.


    The two of them, one tall and one small, looked up at the noise.


    Their deep, dark eyes looked so much alike.


    Tilda’s heart raced, her grip tightened as she tried to steady herself.


    “Sheldon.


    ”


    “Tilda.


    ”


    Sheldon lit up at the sight of Tilda, beaming a wide smile her way.


    Tilda, doing her best to stayposed, came over and took Sheldon from Lyndon.


    “Mr.


    Fernandez, who gave you the okay to let Sheldon use theputer? Aren’t you aware that the radiation and its bad effects on the eyes?”