Chapter 144

What should she do?

It was already dusk, and the sky had turned dark. Not a soul was around.

Even if she screamed, no one would hear her.

Lyman wouldn't be back so soon, either.

Clearly, she was on her own.

Effie kept her face cold and spoke in a steady voice. "Mr. Smith, I'm warning you to think carefully. I'm not lying to you-we really are married. You know what kind of man Lyman is. Unless you're prepared to face his wrath, I suggest you walk away."

She was stalling for time, silently praying-Lyman, please come back soon!

But Mr. Smith seemed completely unfazed. He smiled, then reached out, trying to pull Effie into his arms.

Effie had been ready for this. She struggled with all her strength, then lifted her foot and drove it mercilessly into his groin.

"Aaah!" Mr. Smith let out a piercing, almost inhuman scream, doubling over and clutching himself. All the color drained from his face.

to stumble back a few steps, her eyes blazing. "Take one more step, Mr. Smith, and I swear I'll make

he glared at her, pain twisting

staggered upright, rage blazing in his eyes,

but her heel caught on the pavement.

eyes

pair of strong arms caught her, steady and

was enveloped by

open-and there he was. Lyman, his gaze dark as midnight, stared down at

relief and something softer

God. He was really

rush of gratitude flooded her

had

Mr. Smith. His voice was dangerously low. "Mr. Smith, you must have a

it. How could he not have realized this snake was after his

a wolf

had been

walked in on made Lyman want

he'd ended his meeting early. He couldn't even imagine what

from his face, leaving him deathly pale. “Mr... Mr. Etheridge, this—it's all

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