“Elma, I’m sorry to wake you, but could you get dressed ande downstairs to help me bring Lyndon inside?” Tilda asked, knowing she couldn’t manage it alone.


    “It’s okay.


    I’ll be right out,” Elma replied, hanging up quickly.


    She dressed herself up and hurried out of the house.


    “Tilda,” she called.


    Tilda wrapped herself tightly in her coat, got out of the car, and opened the back door.


    “He’s drunk.


    I can’t manage him alone.


    ”


    Elma leaned into the car and smelled the strong odor of alcohol.


    “How much did you drink? Lyndon, wake up.


    Can you hear me?”


    Lyndon stirred and slowly opened his eyes, but his gaze was unfocused.


    He was still drunk and disoriented.


    “Lyndon, it’s me, Elma.


    You’re home.


    Let me help you out of the car,”


    Elma said, reaching out to pull him.


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    Lyndon frowned and waved her away, clearly not in full control of his actions.


    “Can you get out by yourself?” Elma asked.


    Lyndon didn’t respond, but he began to move his legs.


    Elma quickly moved aside and held the door open for him, ensuring he didn’t hit his head.


    Tilda stood nearby, wrapped tightly in her coat, waiting.


    Lyndon stretched his legs and slowly got out of the car.


    He was so unstable that he stumbled and almost lost his bnce.


    Tilda instinctively took a step back.


    Fortunately, Lyndon managed to catch himself by grabbing the car handle.


    Elma shot Tilda a confused look.


    “Tilda, why did you take a step back? Lyndon is drunk.Content ? N?velDrama.Org 2024.


    Help him up.


    ”


    Tilda’s eyes twinkled with hesitation.


    She sighed, pushed aside her difort, and obediently stepped forward to grab his sleeve.


    “Can you walk by yourself? Go inside if you can.


    ”