Chapter 85

Effie's heart suddenly raced, her coffee cup trembling ever so slightly in her hands.

She took a deep breath, willing herself to calm down, but her colleagues' words echoed relentlessly in her mind.

"Isabel... Lyman rushed straight to the hospital as soon as he heard..."

Effie had been distracted the entire day, her thoughts nowhere near her work.

After work, she drove straight home, barely remembering the route.

To her relief, Lyman was already there when she arrived.

The moment she stepped inside, rich, inviting aromas wafted to greet her at the door. Effie paused, caught off guard.

Soon, a tall, lean figure emerged from the kitchen.

"You're back? Perfect timing. The duck and mushroom soup is almost ready-it's good for you. Be sure to have an extra helping tonight."

Effie nodded. "Thanks. That's really thoughtful of you."

"I just need to make a couple more sides. Why don't you relax and watch some TV while you wait?"

back into the kitchen, sleeves

doorway, watching his busy silhouette, a swirl of mixed emotions

make it up to

thoughts away. What was

kitchen entrance, leaning against the doorframe. "Need a hand in

his shirt. He glanced

could help me tie my

the hook and moved behind Lyman. Her fingers grazed his waist as she wrapped the strings around him, and she couldn't help blushing, heat creeping up her

this close, she could feel

grew even

exhaled, tying

smile. "Thanks. Go on and

nodded and retreated to the

back

a catch-good looks, good family, successful in his

still didn't understand why he'd agreed to marry her in the first

was the one he truly cared about, why hadn't he married

between the two of them? Had Lyman only chosen her

thoughts drifted further and further, impossible

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