Chapter: 2352
Today, she wouldn't have to carry out any maternal duties!

Sheldon had shifted his focus to his father!

Drawing in a deep breath, Tilda gathered Sheldon's clothes and exited his room.

Meanwhile, Sheldon held Lyndon's hand, approaching her with each step.

Observing her discontented expression, Sheldon rolled his eyes and flashed a grin.

“Tilda, your daily care for me is undoubtedly challenging. I've arranged for a reliable assistant for you. Does this gesture touch you?"

Tilda was at a loss for words.

He sounded like she should be thanking him!

"This shampoo belongs to Sheldon. And this is the body wash. Please take care not to let the suds get into his ears or eyes while assisting with his hair wash."

Tilda entered the bathroom and cautioned Lyndon.

Listening to Tilda's persistent nagging, Lyndon raised his eyebrows.

"Are you worried that I can't take good care of Sheldon?"

Tilda flicked a glance at him. Lyndon had slender, attractive hands, and an air of nobility with a hint of arrogance.

How could she be confident that he, a grown man who had never Lifted a finger around the house and had no experience with children, could handle taking care of one?

"Tilda, relax. I can teach Dad. He's a genius, just like me. He can pick anything up in a flash," Sheldon cut in.

The little boy even boasted of his own genius status. Tilda found herself smiling at their two bright faces.

Looking between them, she pursed her lips. "Well, Mr. Fernandez," she said finally, turning away, “thank you."

While she didn't want them to discover that they were related by blood, Lyndon was, after all, Sheldon's biological father.

Lyndon hadn't been there for Sheldon since his birth, but maybe today he could start fulfilling his role as a father.

After Tilda left, Sheldon held up his arms. "Dad, can you help me take off my clothes?"
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