My Bossy CEO Husband

Chapter 1834

He served a bowl of soup to Sheldon, suggesting gently, “Here, have some soup.”

Sheldon eyed the bow! and remarked, “Oh good. No scallions in this.”

Lyndon’s eyebrows lifted in mild surprise. “You're not a fan of scallions either?”

“Nope, not at all.”

Lyndon muttered to himself, “He’s just like me!”

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Rosalynn had shared with him the foods Sheldon disliked, and Lyndon found it unexpected.

He hadn't anticipated Sheldon’s eating preferences to align so closely with his own.

“Alright, open up,” he prompted, starting to feed Sheldon.

Sheldon wrinkled his brow and pointed out, “Dad, you forgot to cool it down, Tilda always blows on the soup first.” Understanding, Lyndon nodded and gently blew on the soup. “How about now?”

Pleased, Sheldon nodded and tasted the soup. “You catch on quickly.”

Lyndon was at a loss for words at Sheldon’s comment.

Rosalynn observed Lyndon caring for the little boy with a warmth that reminded her of a father’s love for his son.

She couldn’t help but think that if Lyndon and Tilda were indeed an item, this boy should be regarded as their matchmaker. “Let's eat,” Brian said, placing food on Rosalynn’s plate.

After a couple of bites, Rosalynn’s gaze landed on Sheldon. “He’s absolutely adorable. I'd love to take him home with me.” Brian quirked an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his voice. “Well, when his dad achieves his goal, that dream might just become a reality.”

Lyndon, overhearing the conversation, suppressed a scoff.

He chose not to engage in a pointless argument, especially in front of Sheldon.

“Sheldon, you haven’t started school yet, right? Has anyone taught you how to read and write?” Rosalynn inquired, passing some of the shrimp Brian had peeled for her into Sheldon’s plate.

Brian’s expression turned contemplative, wondering if things would change when they had a baby. He felt his place in Rosalynn’s heart was already not at the forefront, and now, was he about to be pushed even further back?

Lost in these thoughts, he peeled another shrimp and fed it directly to Rosalynn.