My Bossy CEO Husband

Chapter 1829

Then he turned to Lyndon, holding him tight and shedding tears.

“Dad, please don’t leave me with a stepmom. Don’t abandon me, Dad....”

The boy’s desperate cries, coupled with his pitiful look, tugged at everyone’s heartstrings. Lyndon snapped back to reality.

He grinned, pulling Sheldon onto his lap.

“Hey, no need for tears. | won't be leaving you with a stepmom.”

This little boy had showed up at just the right moment, wherever he’d come from.

“Dad, | love you.”

The boy rolled his eyes, nuzzling into Lyndon’s chest and hugging him tight, Like he depended on him. Lyndon felt a bit tense. Looking at the kid on his lap, a strange feeling welled up.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

As if this little guy was truly his son.

“Mr. Fernandez, what’s happening?”

Ayla’s expression turned serious.

Lyndon met her gaze. “See, he’s my son. Some things got mixed up with his mom but | still care for her. Miss Deleon, want to give it a shot with me now?”

Ayla eyed him and then glanced at the kid. She wondered if Lyndon was pulling her leg again, just to make her back off.

Meanwhile, the little boy sneaked a peek at her, making goofy faces.

Gazing at the boy’s innocent eyes and brows, Ayla eventually believed Lyndon, her initial doubt fading. “Seriously? My time’s precious. If you’ve got a kid, be upfront about it. Don’t waste everyone’s time!” Without missing a beat, Ayla grabbed her handbag, ready to leave.

“My bad.”

Lyndon, with Sheldon in his arms, apologized courteously.

Ayla left, wearing a frosty expression.

Lyndon grinned, peering down at the little guy in his arms. “Cut the act. Spill it. Why’d you come here?”