Chapter 3

Effie's eyes widened in shock, and she rushed to explain herself.

"No, it's not what you think. I never saw it that way. Things between Mitchell and me have really fallen apart, and my grandma's getting older-she's always hoped I'd settle down soon. That's the only reason I want to get married."-

Use Lyman as a backup plan? She wasn't crazy.

Lyman's expression remained unreadable, giving nothing away.

"You're really willing to leave him?" he asked, voice cool.

She scoffed, a flicker of disdain in her eyes. "What's there to miss about a guy who can't stop cheating?" The sting of being humiliated in that private room still lingered, but it had also snapped her awake. After what Mitchell said, she was done-completely done.

Lyman's eyes glimmered with something bright as his brows arched, a hint of a smirk tugging at his lips.

He half-closed his eyes, lifting his chin ever so slightly, his voice low and rough as if straining with restraint. "You're sure about this?"

Tears shimmered in her eyes, but her words were steady. "I'm sure. I'm done with trash."

sensitive ear. "You're the one who came to me first," he murmured, voice

speak. Finally,

already thrown caution to the

Lyman didn't leave her

stared at him, caught off guard. "That

there

just... Could you take me home? I need to

her

her and her mom to move in with his mistress Vera, everything

had been shattered by the betrayal. She lost her grip on reality and, not long after, died in a car accident. The pain of that

mother's death, her own broken childhood.

and, by coincidence or fate, had landed a job at Mitchell's company, E&M Group. At the recent holiday party, Suzan performed a solo

a name for itself in just a few

with Mitchell, let alone paid attention

anymore-Effie had already drawn a

Mitchell to stoop so

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