Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 35

Lyman turned his head, his gaze settling on Effie's slightly pale face. His brow furrowed with concern.

He could tell something was off. His voice was low and gentle. "What's wrong?"

Effie shook her head. "It's nothing. I'm just a bit tired."

He didn't press further. Instead, he reached out and took her hand, his palm warm against hers, making her flinch ever so slightly.

"If anything's bothering you, promise you'll tell me," he said, his voice steady and reassuring, wrapping her in an unexpected sense of safety.

She looked at him and nodded. "Yeah. I'm fine. All that mess is behind me now."

Lyman knew she'd just seen her family-the Bagnolds again. He could guess who she meant by "mess."

"If it's behind you, don't dwell on it. Let's go get something to eat," he coaxed, steering the conversation away.

"Alright."

Suddenly, a car ahead swerved into their lane. The driver slammed on the brakes, tires screeching.

Effie lurched forward from the momentum, tumbling straight into Lyman's side.

out a startled gasp, her

her waist, pulling her

a soft glow, dim but enough for

seen.

face flushed a furious red, so hot she

far, far

Thump!

pounded, wild and unsteady,

the steady thrum of his heartbeat and breathe in his crisp, clean

at her, his eyes deep

her waist, the heat of his

His voice was deep, soft, and

and bowing her head so she wouldn't have to meet his

reaction, amusement flickering in his eyes. "Good.

sir, ma'am. That car cut us off and I didn't have

tone calm. "It's

breathed out, relieved, and carefully merged

next day, Effie