BuzzNovelChapter 2736 Rosalynn watched him leave, her brows knitting together.
She turned to Brian.
I think you might be getting through to him.
Brians mouth twitched into a half-smile.
I told you to trust me.
But dont get too comfortable.
With this sudden change in attitude, hes probably just buying time, regrouping for his next move.
Rosalynn chuckled, swiping a dish towel across the counter.
No way he can outmaneuver you, you wily old fox.
Brian shot her a sidelong glance.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIll take that as a compliment.
Rosalynn grinned. Good, because it is.
Brian picked a piece of food off the plate, a mischievous glint in his eye.
Here, have a bite.
Rosalynn smiled warmly as she ate the food he fed her.
On Saturday, Tilda visited Myras cousin for the laser eye surgery.
The procedure was swift, but she still felt a flutter of nervousness the day after as she returned for a follow-up.
Myra went with her.
Everything looks perfect, Myras cousin began.
You can live and work as usual; your eyes are healing well.
Just remember to avoid dirt or harsh chemicals getting in contact with your eyes.
We dont want to risk an infection, he counselled.
Tilda listened to him intently, relief easing the tension in her shoulders.
Thank you, she said, sincerely grateful.
After a bit of catching up with Myras cousin, they left the hospital, the cool air brushing against Tildas now- spectacle-free face.
Well, well, Myra said as they walked toward the car.
I have to admit, you look tically different without your glasses.
She grinned mischievously.
Tilda tilted her head, a playful spark in her eyes.
So Im ordinary now, is that it? Ordinary? Myra gasped, feigning outrage.
Impossible! Youre a downright captivating beauty.
Honestly, I should be worried for Lyndon.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTilda chuckled, brushing back a lock of hair.
You couldnt be more tic.
Im being serious! Myra shot back. Havent I always told you back in high school chat you had the mostk in high stunning eyes? But you insisted on hiding their allure behind those lenses. The compliment settled in Tildas chest like a warm glow.
She smiled, her fingers brushing the corner of her eye.
She was aware of her own striking features.
Her eyes were her pride.
Dark, shining, and expressive.
Sheldon had inherited the ssparkle, but hers held a slight upturn at the corners, a hint of allure that had always intrigued others. You know, Myra continued with a sly grin, I could teach you how to do your makeup.
Just a little touch-up.
I promise, once youre done, Lyndon wont be able to take his eyes off you.
Tilda chuckled, her hand gracing her cheek with exaggerated amusement.
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