Novel 543
Chapter 1849
Tilda looked at him tenderly, kissed his soft cheek, and then tiptoed out of the room.
“Tilda, have some water.”
Elma offered her a glass of water, her eyes filled with something she seemed eager to say.
Taking a sip, Tilda inquired, “Elma, is there something you want to tell me?”
Elma replied, “That man we saw today, he looks a lot like Sheldon.”
Tilda gripped her cup tighter, her gaze dropping as she responded, “Sheldon doesn’t have a father.”
Elma opened her mouth, as if a realization had struck her.
The likelihood that the gentleman was Sheldon’s real father grew in her mind.
She felt a mix of excitement and confusion.
Excited, because she might have discovered who Sheldon’s real father was.
But confused, since the man appeared oblivious to the fact. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.
How could that be?
Remembering that Tilda had become pregnant out of wedlock four years earlier, Elma sighed softly.
She had been brought to Tilda’s home by Tilda’s mother, watching Tilda grow up.
After Tilda’s mother passed away, Elma cared for Tilda like her own daughter.
Never did she imagine Tilda would one day have a child out of wedlock.
She could only recall the night Tilda didn’t return until after midnight. Maybe it was that night that something happened to her.
Elma questioned Tilda about the baby’s father, but Tilda remained tight-Lipped, simply requesting her assistance.
She had initially hoped to convince Tilda to consider an abortion, given her youth and the future that lay ahead.
The stigma of being an unwed mother weighed heavily on her mind, worrying about Tilda’s prospects for finding a suitable partner later.
Despite these concerns, Tilda was adamant about keeping the baby.
Left with no other option, Elma brought Tilda back to her hometown when Tilda was four months pregnant.
Once the baby arrived, Elma took matters into her own hands, declaring the baby as her distant relative’s orphan.
Thus, the three of them made their way back to Skrix and resumed their lives together.