Chapter 2267

“WELL do,” Tilda replied.

Then she accompanied Elma downstairs.

Elma went into her room, and Tilda headed to the kitchen, searching for ingredients to make some hangover soup.

Once the soup was ready, she poured a bowl and took it up to Lyndon’s room.

Lyndon was sleeping soundly on the large bed.

Tilda walked over to the bedside and placed the bowl on the nightstand.

Her eyes lingered on his face, noting the discomfort etched in his furrowed brow.

Leaning down, she gently called, “Lyndon, wake up and drink some hangover soup.

Lyndon didn’t stir.

poked his cheek and repeated, “Lyndon, did you hear

You’ll feel better.

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eyelashes fluttered, his eyes moving behind closed lids before they

Tilda saw he was awake, she asked, “Can you

bleary,

man, usually so distant and composed, seemed almost vulnerable, reminding her of Sheldon

Her expression softened involuntarily.

did you hear me? Do you need help sitting up?” she asked

time, Lyndon frowned and mumbled, “I feel

Uncomfortable?

going to

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