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Sheldon held onto Lyndon’s hand firmly, his gaze locked onto Lyndon’s with unwavering intensity.

“Dad, don’t change the subject.

Tell me, are you jealous of Keanu or not?”

He was persistent in seeking an answer from Lyndon.

Lyndon arched his brows at Sheldon, a small smirk on his lips.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

“If you say so, then it is.

”

A self-satisfied grin spread across Sheldon’s face as he declared, “I’m Like Sherlock Holmes.

I can see through everything.

”

Lyndon chuckled softly, glancing at the IV drip.

The IV fluid was almost finished, so he turned to Tilda and said, “You can call the nurse to come and remove the needle now.

”

Tilda listened to the conversation between Sheldon and Lyndon, feeling somewhat distracted.

Lyndon was jealous?

Impossible.

Sheldon was just spouting nonsense.

Lyndon didn’t even like her.

How could he be jealous?

“Tilda?” Lyndon’s voice interrupted her thoughts.

Startled, Tilda replied, “Huh? What did you say?”

Lyndon gave her a long look.

“I said the nurse can come to remove the IV.

”

“Oh,” she muttered, glancing at the nearly empty IV bag before hurriedly pressing the call button.

Noticing her distraction, Sheldon piped up, “Dad, Mom was definitely thinking about you just now.

”

Lyndon raised an eyebrow.

“Thinking about me? Why?”

“Wondering why you would be jealous!” Sheldon replied, his words making both adults momentarily speechless.

They considered sewing Sheldon’s mouth shut.

After the IV was removed, Lyndon handled the discharge procedures, then picked up Sheldon, ready to leave.

Tilda gathered their belongings and followed behind with Elma.

Watching Lyndon’s tall figure, Elma smiled cheerfully.

“Sheldon is right.

Mr.

Fernandez is more handsome than Mr.

Wright.

”

Tilda pursed her Lips.

Lyndon might be handsome, but what good was it if he didn’t love her?