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Chapter 1868 Lyndon met Sheldon's eager gaze and gently nodded, accepting the new title.
With a bright smile, Sheldon tugged at Lyndon's hand, eagerly guiding him further into their home.
The apartment had three bedrooms, one living room, and two bathrooms.
Each room was decorated with a mix of elegance and coziness.
A delicate, pleasing scent lingered in the air.
It was clear that the woman of the apartment possessed a keen eye for style and grace.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Look, Dad, here's where I play.
This is Nanny Elma's room, and over there is Tilda's," Sheldon enthusiastically explained.
Hand in hand, Sheldon led Lyndon through the apartment.
Lyndon took his texploring, showing his approval with occasional nods.
Soon, Sheldon excitedly pulled him into the master bedroom.
"Dad, this is Tilda's room.
I used to sleep here too," Sheldon said, his voice tinged with a hint of wistfulness.
Sheldon's voice carried a touch of regret, noticed by Lyndon, who responded with a gentle smile.
He quickly looked around, noticing everything in the room.
The room had a big closet you could walk into and a line of bookshelves.
Even though there wasn't much space and it was a bit crowded, everything was arranged neatly, not messy or cluttered, but nicely organized.
A photo fron the nightstand captured a tender moment between Tilda and Sheldon.
In the picture, a one-year-old Sheldon beamed, cradled in Tilda's embrace.
"Sheldon, it's tfor your treatment,” Elma called out.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Alright.
" Sheldon gave Lyndon a quick look.
Lyndon lifted Sheldon, exited Tilda's bedroom, cleaned Sheldon's face and hands, and then settled him on the living room sofa to treat his bruises. "Mr.
Fernandez, should I take care of that?" Elma offered, opening the first e aid kit. "I've got this," Lyndon said, accepting a tube of ointment from Elma.
Elma watched quietly as he carefully m applied the ointment to Sheldon's bruises Sheldon winced slightly from the sting of the ointment.
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