Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 117

Effie took a seat and was caught off guard by the scene before her: the table was set with two sets of gleaming silverware and pristine plates, flanked by a pair of crystal wine glasses and a bottle of Bordeaux from 1982.

She blinked in surprise. Lyman had never struck her as the thoughtful, detail-

oriented type.

She'd assumed they were just going out for a casual dinner-nothing more.

But clearly, Lyman had planned something special.

After a minute, Lyman, as if performing a magic trick, produced a huge bouquet of red roses from a side table.

He walked over and said, "These are for you. Do you like them?"

Effie's eyes widened in astonishment. She accepted the flowers, her heart

pounding with excitement she barely contained.

Was this the first time he'd ever given her flowers?

She buried her face in the bouquet, inhaling the sweet, intoxicating scent.

a shy smile tugging at

and met his gaze. His dark eyes were like polished obsidian, mysterious and magnetic-one look and she felt as if she could be pulled

Lyman's mouth. "I'm glad you do. Let's

the waiter arrived with two perfectly cooked sirloin

on the outside, tender and

a small piece with practiced grace, then brought

kissed with a hint of smoky flavor that lingered

the faint smile playing on her lips. "How is it?" he asked quietly. Effie nodded, her eyes shining

liquid. He raised his glass in a toast. "To

against his. The crystal rang out with a

the wine was rich and velvety, laced with hints of fruit and oak that left her a little

figure out why Lyman was acting so out of

the romantic type,

her drifting off in thought, Lyman

did you decide

couple deserves a little romance now and

to the trending topic she'd seen online earlier. She couldn't help but ask, almost timidly, "Is it because of what's

a way to make up for a

in his

tone was open and matter-of-fact as he explained, "That's