My Bossy CEO Husband
Chapter 2257

With a soft click, he unlocked the vehicle and gently settled Sheldon into the back seat.

Noticing Lyndon’s silent demeanor, Tilda hesitated, feeling a sudden urge to reveal Sheldon’s true identity.

If she disclosed the truth, perhaps Sheldon could be spared from judgment.

With a rush of conflicting emotions, Tilda gathered her courage and spoke up.

“You know, what Ivy said earlier was just guesswork.

Sheldon…”

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But before she could continue, Lyndon cut her off, “You don’t need to explain.

We agreed to respect each other’s privacy after we got married.

And if you ever find someone else you want to be with, I’ll support you in getting a divorce.

”

Lyndon cut off Tilda before she could finish and spoke his mind.

Tilda’s words caught in her throat.

The courage to share the truth with Lyndon that had surged through her moments ago evaporated.

What had she been thinking? Revealing Sheldon’s true identity to Lyndon?

He didn’t love her, and their marriage was likely to come to an end soon.

If he knew the truth, it would only add more complexity to the situation.

The Fernandez family would surely take Sheldon away.

Realization dawned on Tilda.

She swallowed back her confession, lowered her head, and climbed silently into the car.

The silence stretched uncomfortably between them as the car rolled on.

Sensing the tension between Tilda and Lyndon, Sheldon lashed out.

“Ivy just talked nonsense, attempting to sow discord between you.

Don’t listen to her, Mom and Dad!”

Sheldon was quite annoyed with Ivy; her words caused Tilda and Lyndon to become distant from each other.

Tilda reached out and patted Sheldon’s head gently.

“Sweetheart, we’re not the kind of people who fall for a few nasty words.

”

Sheldon beamed, glancing expectantly at Lyndon in the driver’s seat.

“Right, Dad? You wouldn’t fall for something like that, would you?”

“Of course not,” Lyndon replied with a smile.

Sheldon persisted, his brow furrowed.

“You promised you’d only love Mom.

”

Lyndon raised an eyebrow, stealing a glance at Tilda in the rearview mirror.

He remained silent.

Sheldon grew anxious.

“Dad, say something!”