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“Maybe watch a comedy together to Lighten the mood.

And if she’s having trouble sleeping because of the pain, perhaps… well, engage in some comforting, couple-specific activities,” the doctor suggested.

The hint of suggestion in her voice caused Lyndon’s expression to darken momentarily.

“I understand.

Thank you,” he said, ending the call.

He stood outside in the chilling wind, contemplating the doctor’s advice before finally stepping into the warmth of the villa.

“Daddy !”

Sheldon’s voice rang out cheerily as he called out to Lyndon from the sofa.

Noticing Tilda wasn’t around, Lyndon approached Sheldon, kneeling to check his temperature with a gentle hand to his forehead.

Relieved to feel it normal and see the spark back in Sheldon’s eyes, he inquired, “Where’s Mommy?”

“She’s upstairs,” Sheldon replied, his legs swinging slightly over the edge of the sofa.

Nodding, Lyndon studied his bright face, wondering aloud, “Do you know what Mommy loves doing most at home?”

He was searching for ways to bring a smile to Tilda’s face, and who better to provide insight than her son?

Sheldon thought for a moment, then answered, “Reading.

”

Reading?

It made sense.

Tilda loved literature and cherished the quiet it brought.

It was a hobby that truly reflected her personality.

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Curious for more, Lyndon asked, “What else?”

“Playing with me,” Sheldon declared with a smile.

“Of course,” thought Lyndon.

Outside of her professional life, Tilda dedicated much of her time to her son.

It was no brainer that she loved playing with Sheldon on her free time.

“Anything else?” he prodded gently.

Sheldon, sensing Lyndon’s earnestness, tilted his head and asked, “What do you want to know exactly, Daddy?”

Lyndon took a moment before confessing, “I’m trying to figure out how to make your mommy happy.

”

Brightening, Sheldon exclaimed, “Oh, Daddy wants to win Mommy’s heart!”