eeling a bit more self-conscious, she picked up a small snowball and yfully threw it at Sheldon.


    “You little rascal, it’s freezing out here and I’m still ying with you.


    Why do you have to be so critical of my snowman?” she said with a mock pout.


    As the snowball touched Sheldon’s waterproof coat, it slid right down and left a faint wet trail on the fabric.


    Eyes wide from shock, Sheldon grumbled, “Mom, are you upset because you’re embarrassed?”


    Crouching down, he grabbed some snow and turned it into a ball to fight back.


    Though surprised, Tilda easily dodged.


    Squinting her eyes, she yfully grunted, “Throwing a snowball at your mother is a show of disrespect, didn’t you know that?”


    Sheldon chuckled, retorting, “Well, you did it first.


    It’s child abuse!”


    Tilda was amused.


    This little guy really had the gift of gab.


    ying along, she challenged, “Child abuse, huh? Alright.


    I’ll let you have a taste of it today.


    ”


    Lightly, she threw a snowball his way.


    Sheldon dodged nimbly but retaliated right after with his tiny snowball.


    Shrieking, Tilda avoided it and hastily made another snowball.


    She throw it at Sheldon and ran around to find a ce to hide.


    But thewn was spacious and bare.


    There was no hiding spot anywhere.


    Seeing Lyndon standing on the side, she ran over and hid behind him.


    Sheldon was about to strike back when he saw Tilda using Lyndon as a shield.Text ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    Pouting, he shouted, “Get out of the way, Dad!”


    Watching the two bask in thepetitive fun, Lyndon let out an amusedugh.


    He had no idea Tilda had a yful side.


    Previously, he had only thought of her as reserved and serious.


    Joining the fun, Lyndon pulled Tilda to the front and teased, “Here, Sheldon.


    Throw it now!”


    Giggling, Sheldon threw the snowball at Tilda, who tried to get away but was firmly held in ce by Lyndon.


    Unable to escape, Tilda tried to lower her head to dodge.


    With a chuckle, Lyndon swiftly wrapped her in his arms, causing the snowball tond on his back.


    “Dad! Whose side are you really on? You’re a traitor!” Sheldon whined adorably.


    Lyndonughed, exining, “How am I a traitor? I wasn’t part of the game, but I got hit.


    ”