Taking care of a child was harder than it looked, he mused.


    His thoughts drifted to Tilda’s frail figure.


    Was this her daily routine?


    He couldn’t help but feel a newfound respect for Tilda.


    Even though she was single, she looked like she managed it all so effortlessly.


    There was an undeniable maternal aura about her, a quiet kindness that shone through.


    Gently pulling the covers over Sheldon, Lyndon tucked him in before tiptoeing out of the room.


    It was silent outside, indicating Tilda had likely retired to Elma’s room.


    He headed towards the master bedroom.


    He turned on the light and looked around.


    Her room was tidy and unchanged since hisst visit.


    Sitting on the edge of the bed, he ran a hand across the fresh bedsheets, a subtle feminine fragrance lingering in the air.


    It was pleasant.


    After a moment of quiet contemtion, Lyndon switched on hisptop and got to work on some files.


    He finally shut down and crawled into bed close to midnight.


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    The night was cool, moonlight filtering through the gaps in the curtains, casting silvery patterns on the floor.


    Curled up under the covers, Lyndon found himself slowly drifting off to sleep.


    He dreamt about a woman lying beneath him, a strong desire to make love with her overwhelming him.


    She moaned under him, her voice repeatedly begging him to stop.


    But her pleas fell on deaf ears as the lust to taste every inch of her body consumed him.


    He carried on heedlessly, one thrust at a time.


    It was only after he was satisfied that he released her, raining kisses on the woman’s tear-stained eyes.This content ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    Tears kept streaming down the woman’s face, and a primal urge to see her clearly, to offer her somefort, red within him.


    He strained to open his eyes.


    The face that greeted him was…


    A jolt of weightlessness jolted him awake, eyes snapping open.


    The room was shrouded in darkness, pierced only by slivers of white light filtering through the curtains.


    Lyndon sat up, stunned as he registered the erection below.


    His face darkened.


    He felt a wave of embarrassment creeping in.