My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

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.

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Tilda called, but no

Elma went

saw two figures, one tall and one short, making snowmen on the lawn

already stood proudly

overcoat, squatted on

puffy coat along

snowballs to Lyndon, laughing happily at their

into a soft smile as she

family, Sheldon had become more lively and cheerful, with a

for children to have the presence and support of

was undoubtedly a good

could live happily like this

put on her coat and pushed the

“Sheldon,” she called.

Sheldon’s eyes