Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 174

Effie quickly changed the subject with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "So, the necklace has a name now. What about my pocket watch?"

Lyman reached into his pocket and pulled out the antique watch, his thumb tracing the intricate vine design etched on the cover. "How about we call it 'Witness of Time'?"

"Witness of Time?" Effie repeated, her voice soft with curiosity.

He gently drew her closer, their foreheads touching. "To mark every moment we share together."

On New Year's Eve, some people are cheerful, while others are restless.

In theory, a new year should mean a fresh start for everyone—a time of joy, hope, and celebration. But Mitchell was anything but happy.

In fact, he was downright miserable.

Suzan was pregnant, and for the time being, she was staying with the Lloyd family.

The Lloyds treated her like a treasure, tending to her every need with painstaking

care.

part, absorbed all the attention without a hint of guilt, luxuriating in their concern. She

found out she was expecting,

was growing more irritable

shopping for men's gifts just a couple of days ago— something she used to do only for him-his mood

more resentment bubbled up inside him. Finally, unable

already lost in the dizzying

out his phone and dialed

was all he wanted to do in that drunken

never have allowed it. But tonight, with enough alcohol swirling in his veins to

thought, when her phone suddenly rang. She glanced at the screen, brow furrowing in surprise. Mitchell? Why would he be calling? There was nothing

Lyman in the shower, she knew Mitchell would only keep trying if

voices thundered down the line, nearly drowning out Mitchell's

Her tone was calm and detached. "You're drunk. You must have dialed the wrong number.

Mitchell insisted, punctuating his denial with a hiccup. "Why... why did you marry someone else? You used to... you used to love me more than

across her face. "Mitchell, that's not funny. I'm married now. The man I love is my husband. Please respect that, and don't