Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 175

Lyman was more than satisfied with that answer.

It seemed that person was no threat to him whatsoever.

At first, Lyman had harbored a few worries—after all, there were years of history between them. He'd even been ready to fight tooth and nail for Effie if it came to that.

But now, with this unexpected turn, he found himself rather pleased.

"Well, if they're not important, there's no need to waste energy on them. We have far more pressing matters to attend to." With that, Lyman swept Effie into his

arms.

Effie squeaked in surprise, instinctively looping her arms around his neck.

Lyman strode toward the king-sized bed, a playful smile curving his lips. His fingertips traced a feather-light path along her slender waist, making Effie shiver in anticipation.

The temperature in the room seemed to rise with every step.

meanwhile, grew more agitated after Effie hung

wouldn't even take his calls anymore. Was it possible she

of drinks, determined to

on his phone, Mitchell hit decline without a second thought. He'd finally managed to escape the house—he wasn't about to let

So he kept drinking.

over-her dress short, heels sky-high, and lips painted a striking scarlet. Without hesitation, she slid onto the

cigarette dangled between her fingers, the smoke curling lazily as her sultry gaze drifted

languid as she nudged a

the bar, the woman's makeup looked almost hypnotic-her features sharp, alluring. For a split second, Mitchell could've sworn she

her, pulling her into his arms.

lips brushing his ear. “Oh,

while now-he was dressed head-to-toe in designer labels, ordering nothing but the most expensive bottles. Clearly, he wasn't short

lips grazed his earlobe, her perfume and warm breath clouding his senses. For a moment, Mitchell imagined he was holding Effie again, and his

rough, fingers tracing the bare skin

Lily," she purred, pressing the glass to his lips, her nails teasing down his throat.

gulp, feeling the burn all