My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 2648

Sheldon was already sleepy, and Elma carried him upstairs to rest.

Lyndon and his father, slightly jinebriated from the evenings festivities, were assisted to their bedrooms by their wives.

Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want me to make you some hangover soup? Tilda asked as she flicked on the light, gently guiding Lyndon to the sofa.

No, Im fine, Lyndon replied, his voice slightly hoarse as he massaged his aching temples.

Tilda moved behind him, her cool fingers beginning to expertly massage his temples, applying just the right amount of pressure to ease the tension knitting his brow.

The room fell into a serene quiet, filled only by the delicate scent of her perfume, which seemed to enliven the air, tantalizing his senses.

Lyndons Adams apple bobbed slightly as he reached up to press her hand in gratitude. He murmured, Does your back still hurt? Tilda shook her head, her voice soft.

No, it doesnt.

had been removed, and the wound

of relief, Lyndon tightened his grip on her hand and drew her gently into

be on the

betraying a storm of unspoken

recalled their recent closeness, a blush crept

her glasses were absent, enhancing the blur of the moment as Lyndons

cramp in her lower abdomen snapped her back to reality, forcing her

..

s ...

Lyndons voice was rough with

her abdomen, Tilda

I have my period.