Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 128

She immediately made a phone call.

Just wait and see.

The next morning, Effie got up right on time for work.

After coming home last night, Lyman had been in high spirits. In the end, both of them had stayed up much later than usual before finally collapsing into bed.

Even though Effie felt a bit tired, her mood was surprisingly good.

When she stepped into the living room, she found Lyman already busy making breakfast.

She couldn't help but admire him. No matter how late he went to bed or how exhausted he was, Lyman always managed to get up early and prepare breakfast.

It made her feel genuinely cared for.

Honestly, Effie would've been fine grabbing a quick bite, nothing fancy. But to Lyman, breakfast mattered. Maybe he felt guilty for being so busy all the time, always worrying he didn't take care of her enough.

"You're up. Come have some breakfast," Lyman called out.

she

chatted idly as

Effie headed

arrived,

giving her odd

self-conscious. Was her appearance a

she remembered how Lyman had kissed her neck last night, and a wave of panic hit

of her neck was her most sensitive spot, so... God! What if there was a mark? How could she face

and hurried to the restroom

her colleagues instinctively

the internet? Designer Bagnold never seemed like that kind of

snorted. "Haven't you heard? Never judge a book by its cover. She might act all proper, but who knows what

Men only see what they want to see. Because she's pretty, you all just assume she's innocent,"

saying, I judge by facts. I don't believe Designer Bagnold is that

do I. You're just jealous

been bad-mouthing Effie turned

"Who's jealous?"

disagreement quickly escalated into

returned just