Chapter 187

"But-"

Effie was about to refuse, but her grandmother gently interrupted, "Effie, if you have things to take care of, go ahead. I'm just lying here anyway. If I need anything, I'll call the nurse."

Effie understood

her grandmother only wanted to spare her. She didn't want Effie, newly married into the Etheridge family, to get into any big conflicts with them.

Effie murmured her agreement and hung up.

"Grandma, I'll find someone to stay with you, all right?"

Lyman had already arranged for a nurse, but her grandmother had insisted she could look after herself. The truth was, she just hated the idea of them spending money on her.

People of that generation were always like that. Effie had long since grown used to it.

But this time, her grandmother didn't refuse. She didn't want to make things harder for Effie.

Just as Effie was about to head home, her phone rang. It was Lyman. "Wait for me at the hospital. I'll come pick you up."

"Okay," Effie replied, heading downstairs to wait by the hospital entrance.

Porsche pulled up in front

rolled down, Effie already knew who it

turned her face away, her expression

slid down-it was, as expected,

you headed? Let me give you a

just impossible. When he had her, he didn't care; now that he'd lost her,

even be bothered to acknowledge him, not sparing him a

frowned, annoyance flickering in

get in the

edged

to feel grateful

car honked behind

couldn't help the smile tugging at

toward Lyman, and as he saw her

seat. He opened the door for her, shielding her head so

place did he walk around and

played out right in front of Mitchell,

the kind of woman who

done anything like that

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