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My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 2740
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Chapter 2740 Ill think about it, Tilda said, more out of courtesy than actually commitment.

The elevator chimed as it reached the first floor.

As the elevator doors slid open, she stepped inside, her mind already drifting back to the puzzle surrounding Lyndon and Rita.

Hutton followed her in.

What floor are you heading to, Tilda? Hutton asked as he pressed the button for the 12th floor, where the cardiology unit was located.

Tilda pursed her lips, glancing at the glowing panel.

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The 12th floor as well.

She wasnt sure where to start looking for Lyndon, but it made sense to begin there. Older people often had heart issues, and there was a chance he could be visiting Ritas grandmother there.

Yet as the elevator hummed upward, an uneasy feeling crept in.

The doors slid open, and the pair stepped out into the hallway, their footsteps echoing in the quiet space.

As they moved forward, Tildas eyes fell on two figures at the end of the corridor.

A tall man was speaking into his phone, while a woman with long hair stood close, her gaze fixed on him.

Sunlight poured in from the large windows, creating a warm glow that seemed to frthem in a perfect picture.

Tildas steps faltered.

Her hands curled into tight fists at her sides.

In the short elevator ride, she had run through every possible scenain her mind.

Lyndon had assured her that he hadnt transferred his feelings for Rosanna to another woman, insisting that he wanted to build a life together with Tilda.

Perhaps she was overreacting, Tilda thought.

There were a million reasons why Lyndon and Rita could have run into each other here.

But the scene before her quickly eroded that line of reasoning.

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The way Lyndon leaned in, his expression soft, while Rita stood beside him-it didnt look like a mere chance encounter.

Their connection had been building for a while now.

Rita was more than just a resemblance to Rosanna; she was becoming a fixture in Lyndons life. and Tilda couldn't ignore the nagging doubt gnawing at her. Did he truly have no feelings for Rita? Tilda did not know what to believe anymore, and the thought stoked her anger, a heat that surged up her chest. She was angry that she had been deceived and that he had betrayed her trust.

The word divorce flashed in her mind like a warning light, causing her heart to hammer against her chest. She tried to not let her anger cloud her rational thinking.

But at that moment, the idea of divorce felt necessary.

Before now, the thought of Lyndon with another woman might not have cut so deep.

Back then, her attachment to him had been more pragmatic than emotional.

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