Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 70

In the end, she quietly sent Lyman a message, telling him not to order any more food for the group and that she'd make her own way home when things wrapped

up.

When Lyman saw her text, he couldn't help but let out a helpless little laugh.

Was he really someone who needed to be kept a secret?

Most women would love to show off a successful husband, to let everyone know they had someone powerful in their corner. But only Effie preferred to keep things so understated.

Then again, maybe that was exactly why he saw her differently from everyone else.

Tucking her phone away, Effie finally felt herself relax a little.

After dinner, she said goodbye to everyone and caught a cab home.

When she got back, Lyman still wasn't there he was out at a business dinner. Effie took a shower, and just as she stepped out, she heard the front door open.

She hurriedly threw on a robe and came out to the hallway.

too much to drink," Luther said, looking a little

Luther's words, and she quickly walked

on Luther's shoulder, cheeks tinged pink, eyes unfocused-he'd clearly

end up drinking so much?" Effie frowned, her voice laced

little helpless, "The people at dinner kept pushing drinks on him tonight. Mr.

softly, "Luther, could you help him over to the sofa? I'll take care of him

relieved and quickly nodded. "Of course, ma'am. I'll leave Mr. Etheridge

and Luther quietly slipped

the sofa, his voice

she answered gently. "Sit down, I'll get you

her hand.

for a moment, her heart skipping as she looked into his

Just let me get you some water, I'll be

her,

away, Lyman's eyes suddenly cleared; the deep,

sharp and sober, not a trace of drunkenness left. He watched her retreating figure in silence, a faint, secretive smile tugging at

a glass of honey water and grabbed a damp washcloth before heading back