Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 155

Effie let Lyman lead her out of the hotel, her hand tucked safely in his. The night air was cool, brushing against her skin and making her shiver. She couldn't help but ask, “Weren't you in the middle of a business dinner? What are you doing here? Did you finish up already?"

Lyman glanced sideways at her, his eyes dark and fathomless. “If I didn't come now, my wife might have been whisked away by someone else."

Effie blinked in surprise, then couldn't help but laugh. "Are you actually jealous?" He didn't hesitate. "Yeah. Jealous as hell."

A warmth blossomed in her chest. Smiling, she slipped her arm through his. "Relax. No one could steal me away."

He chuckled, lowering his head to murmur in her ear, voice teasing and low. "You'll just have to prove that to me when we get home."

Effie's cheeks flamed. She gave him a gentle punch. "You're impossible!"

As soon as they stepped into the house, Lyman pulled her into a fierce embrace, holding her so tightly Effie could barely breathe.

His voice was rough at her ear, his breath hot as it swept across her skin. Every inch of her broke out in goosebumps.

chance to prove it.

Suddenly, he was gripped by a sharp sense

me first," Effie protested, her voice soft

tightened his hold. "Not until you tell me who was that man? One

classmate," Effie explained, sighing at his

her neck, his voice muffled. "Mrs. Etheridge, I'll believe whatever you say. Just don't let me

swear." Effie was exasperated. Was this

his hands locked

why did he look at you like that? Was

a friend from college, nothing more. And besides..." A sly glint flashed in her eyes. "Nita has a crush on him. I

his tone was still a little petulant. "Doesn't matter.

laughing. "Mr. Etheridge,

her up into his arms. "No, it's

his neck. "What

chance." Lyman strode toward the bedroom, his voice low and dangerous. "Didn't