My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

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Chapter 2104 Listening to Tilda's persistent nagging, Lyndon raised his eyebrows.

"Are you worried that I can't take good care of Sheldon?" Tilda flicked a glance at him.

Lyndon had slender, attractive hands, and an air of nobility with a hint of arrogance.

How could she be confident that he, a grown man who had never Lifted a finger around the house and had no experience with children, could handle taking care of one? "Tilda, relax.

I can teach Dad.

He's a genius, just like me.

He can pick anything up in a flash," Sheldon cut in.

The little boy even boasted of his own genius status.

Tilda found herself smiling at their two bright faces.

Looking between them, she pursed her lips.

"Well, Mr.

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Fernandez," she said finally, turning away, "thank you.

While she didn't want them to discover that they were related by blood, Lyndon was, after all, Sheldon's biological father.

Lyndon hadn't been there for Sheldon since his birth, but maybe today he could start fulfilling his role as a father.

After Tilda left, Sheldon held up his arms.

"Dad, can you helptake off my clothes?" 's BunnyBookery In truth, Sheldon could manage on his own, but with Lyndon around, he was milking the opportunity.

Without a word, Lyndon helped him undress.

Soon, the little boy stood naked.

Shyly, Sheldon threw himself into Lyndon's arms.

"Dad, hurry and getin the tub!" Lyndon fought back a laugh.

He picked up the little boy and gently placed him in the bathtub.

Then, he pulled up a small stool and sat down.

Splashing happily in the water, Sheldon looked at Lyndon, still perfectly dressed.

"Dad, why don't you join me?" Lyndon raised his eyebrows.

"No thanks," he replied.

"Why not? We're both men! Don't be shy.

" Sheldon's innocent logic brought a smile to Lyndon's face.

"I'm not used to bathing with others," he explained.

"But I'm your son.

"1 "No," Lyndon said firmly.

Sheldon sputtered, about to protest, but Lyndon cut him off, "What would you liketo do next?" Pouting slightly, Sheldon pointed at his head.

"Well, you can helpwash my hair.

Lyndon took the shampoo, squirted a small amount into his palm, and dampened Sheldon's hair before starting to lather it up.

Sheldon tilted his head back slightly, squinting.

This was a first for Lyndon.

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A strange sense of ty and accomplishment bubbled within him.

It felt... paternal, like a father bathing his son.

Sheldon reveled in the pampering, reminding Lyndon occasionally,\"Dad, water is getting in my ears! Please wipe it off. Oh no, the bubbles are getting in my eyes!" Lyndon initially thought bathing a child would be simple.

He began calmly, but the little boy's constant chirping soon flustered him.

When Sheldon protested in a childish voice about water splashing on his face, Lyndon plurted out, "Are you a sparrow? You're making so much noise!" The little boy, wiping the mist from his face with a chubby hand, glared at him with wide eyes.

"Dad, that's rude! If you make a mistake, admit it and take criticism! Orth telTilda what you did!" Lyndon was speechless.

He envisioned Tilda's accusatory stare, scolding him for his blunders.

A wave of inexplicable guilt washed over him.

It felt like the guilt of a husband expecting a lecture from his wife.

Shaking off his thoughts, Lyndon looked at Sheldon and begged for mercy.

"Alright, alright, I apologize.

Your criticism is noted.

How about I take care of those bubbles next?"

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