My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Tilda looked at him tenderly, kissed his soft cheek, and then tiptoed out of the room.

“Tilda, have some water.”

Elma offered her a glass of water, her eyes filled with something she seemed eager to say.

Taking a sip, Tilda inquired, “Elma, is there something you want to tell me?”

Elma replied, “That man we saw today, he looks a lot like Sheldon.”

Tilda gripped her cup tighter, her gaze dropping as she responded, “Sheldon doesn’t have a father.”

Elma opened her mouth, as if a realization had struck her.

the gentleman was Sheldon’s real

mix of excitement and

she might have discovered who

since the man appeared oblivious to the

How could that be?

pregnant out of wedlock four years earlier, Elma

been brought to Tilda’s home

mother passed away, Elma cared for Tilda like

did she imagine Tilda would one day have a child out

only recall the night Tilda didn’t return until after midnight. Maybe it was that night that something happened

father, but Tilda remained tight-Lipped, simply