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.

drink," Luther said, looking a little awkward as he helped

Luther's words, and she quickly walked

leaning heavily on Luther's shoulder, cheeks tinged pink, eyes unfocused-he'd clearly had more than just a drink or

you end up drinking so much?" Effie frowned, her voice laced with worry. Normally, Lyman knew his

replied, a little helpless, "The people at dinner kept pushing drinks on him tonight. Mr. Etheridge couldn't

nodded and said softly, "Luther, could you help him over to

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

murmured her thanks, and Luther

onto the sofa,

gently. "Sit down,

out, and caught her hand.

her heart skipping as

soothed him softly, "I'm not going anywhere. Just let me get you some

her, and

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

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

honey water and grabbed a