But Tilda didn’t seem particularly interested in Lyndon, remaining composed and reserved during their encounter.

Lyndon brushed Ivy’s hand away and whispered, “What is going on?”

With a bashful smile, Ivy inquired, “Hey Lyndon, can you hang out tomorrow? I want to treat you to a meal.”

“I’m afraid I can’t make it,” Lyndon replied.

“How about the day after tomorrow?” Ivy inquired once more.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

With a sharp gaze, Lyndon cut to the chase, asking, “Miss Larson, do you have a crush on me?”

by her ear and told Lyndon, “You’re

into you. Please don’t

her off and

she

and start your own family. Our families are also close friends, and my family background

Lyndon’s face showed a slight shift in expression, but he

Larson, you should

he continued walking, but

impatient, Lyndon’s tone turned chilly as he asked, “Do I

with his rejection, Ivy asked desperately,

Lyndon’s expression darkened further.

feelings are a private affair. It’s not your concern whom I’m

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