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.

a moment’s hesitation, Tilda poked his cheek and repeated, “Lyndon, did you hear me? Get up and drink

You’ll feel better.

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his eyes moving behind

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

with bleary, unfocused eyes, not

so distant and composed,

Her expression softened involuntarily.

Do you need help sitting up?” she asked

Lyndon frowned and mumbled, “I

Uncomfortable?

to vomit?”

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