Chapter 2271

As memories from the previous night resurfaced, Tilda curled her fingers.

She looked down at her body, relieved to find nothing unusual.

It seemed Lyndon had only carried her to the bed.

Biting her lips, Tilda lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

She went back to her bedroom and checked the time.

It was almost nine o’clock.

She quickly washed up, changed her clothes, and went downstairs.

The hall was quiet.

‘s BunnyBookery

called, but no one

if Elma went

one tall and one short, making

proudly

a black overcoat, squatted on the

wore a puffy coat along with

handed snowballs to Lyndon,

soft

become more lively and cheerful, with a constant smile

important for children to have the presence

was undoubtedly

they could live happily

her coat and

“Sheldon,” she called.

Sheldon’s

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