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Chapter 2815 It seemed that all of this had been a roundabout way for him to make his point clear.
Myra looked at Lyndon, then Tilda, and finally gathered the courage to speak.
Im not that close to him, so he probably wouldnt take my advice.
But he did mention that, even though he hasnt moved on from Tilda, he only wants her to be happy.
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He picked up a piece of meat and offered it to Tilda. Here, try this.
Tilda leaned back slightly to avoid it.
I can serve myself.
Letspoil you a little, Lyndon urged gently.
Tilda watched Lyndon with a smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth.
Was this little display for Myra? Was he trying to prove to Myra that he could be the ideal husband, devoted and attentive? The thought amused Tilda.
How delightfully childish! She leaned forward and let him feed her a bite, allowing herself to play along.
Lyndons smile softened, his hand reaching instinctively for a napkin to dab her mouth.
His eyes, warm with unspoken affection, held her gaze a moment Longer than necessary. Across the table, Myra squirmed at their display, her cheeks tinged with an awkward flush. Did they really have to be so affectionate in public? Yet she understood Lyndons intentions.
Mr.
Fernandez, youre so good to Tilda, she said, forcing a smile.
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Lyndons eyes glinted with satisfaction, as if hed been waiting for her to notice. Well, of course.
Tildas my wife, he replied, with an almost theatrical emphasis.
Tilda rolled her eyes and lifted a forkful of stir-fried pork to his mouth.
Less talking, more eating, she quipped, a glimmer of sarcasm in her collef tone.
Lyndon leaned forward and accepted m the bite with elegance turning his attention back to Myra. See, Myra? Your friend spoilsjust as much.
Were hopelessly in love, he said with a wink.
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