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Lyndon retorted, “Is that so? If a couple sleeps in separate rooms, it’s usually because they just had an argument, or one of them suffers from an illness, such as snoring, that disturbs the other person’s sleep.

Tell me, which of these scenarios applies to us?”

Tilda choked on her words, her beautiful eyes flickering about the room.

“There’s another scenario you forgot to mention.

It’s more comfortable to sleep in separate rooms!”

Even though they lived under the same roof, she wasn’t used to having him in her space, so now having to spend the night in the same bed left her feeling unnerved.

Lyndon continued staring at Tilda, his hold on her waist tightening.

“Tilda, do you feel uncomfortable being with me?”

The warmth of Lyndon’s body radiated against hers, his closeness sending a wave of heat through her skin, as if his very presence was infusing her with a gentle, comforting warmth that seeped deep into her pores.

Tilda’s gaze dropped further, her head bowing in a subtle gesture of surrender, as if she sought to flee from the intensity of the moment and the emotions that threatened to overwhelm her.

With a tender touch, Lyndon guided Tilda’s chin upwards, his eyes locking onto hers as he spoke in a soft, persuasive tone.

“Tilda, we’re already married, so you need to get used to my presence.

”

His eyes were like a deep pool and she was in danger of getting lost in them.

Tilda’s eyes drifted to Lyndon’s lips, her mind wandering back to the tender pressure of his mouth on hers earlier, the memory of that gentle kiss before her nap lingering in her thoughts like a whisper.

Tilda’s throat constricted as she nervously swallowed, her cheeks flushing with a sudden warmth.

She hastily turned her gaze away.

“I’m going to take a bath,” she announced for want of something to say.

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“I’ll run the water for you.

”

Lyndon’s mouth twitched into a subtle, knowing smile as he turned and strode towards the bathroom.

As soon as he was gone, Tilda’s legs buckled and she had to grab onto the wall to steady herself.

Why did it feel like he was determined to share a bed with her?

This was not their normal routine, so how could she be expected to just go along with it?

Well, if that was how he wanted to play it, then game on.

A determined gleam settled into Tilda’s features.

She dabbed at her burning cheeks then turned around and went to her room to get a change of clothes.

This was no biggie.

They were both adults after all, and all they would be doing was sharing a bed.

Lyndon had just finished running the bath and came back to the room to inform Tilda, only to find her standing at the door with a change of clothes in her hand.

She held herself rigidly, a resolute expression on her face.

But Lyndon could see through her bravado.

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Lyndon’s lips curved into a smile.

“It’s ready.

You can take a bath now.

”

The bathroom adjacent to Lyndon’s bedroom was opulent, with steam curling from the oversized bathtub, enveloping the space in a veil of warmth.