With that in mind, Scarlet quickly packed her luggage and left the Robles’ house without saying goodbye to Janiya.


    In the hotel, after dealing with the situation, Lyndon stood up and opened the door to the bedroom, preparing to rest.


    He nced at Tilda lying on the bed, hesitating for a moment, then decided to spend the night on the sofa outside.This content is ? N?velDrama.Org.


    The next morning, Tilda woke up feeling groggy and a bit dizzy.


    She stared at the ceiling, her memory slowly returning.


    Had she slept with Lyndonst night?


    Moving slightly, her body felt like it had been torn apart.


    She frowned, licked her dry lips, and struggled to sit up.


    There was no sign of Lyndon beside her.


    She might have thought it was a dream if her memories weren’t so vivid.


    Tilda pursed her lips and saw a new set of clothes, her sses, and her phone on the bedside table.


    She put on her clothes and sses and got out of bed, her legs wobbly as she quickly grabbed the table to steady herself.


    Once she regained her bnce, she walked towards the bathroom.


    After a quick wash, she went out.


    In the living room, Lyndon sat on the sofa, glued to hisputer screen.


    Seeing Tilda, he muttered, “You’re awake.


    ”


    His eyes were devoid of any emotion, like nothing had happened between them the night before.


    Perhaps all those love stories she’d read had inted her expectations.


    Lyndon’s reaction waspletely different from what she had anticipated.


    After all, they had slept togetherst night, and he’d beenpletely sober.


    Yet, here he was,pletely calm the day after.


    Tilda pursed her lips.


    She felt a pang of difort.


    She murmured, “I didn’t expect you were still here.


    ”


    He simply hummed in response.


    The silence stretched, thick and ufortable.