Chapter 192

But she realized, almost without noticing, that she had already fallen in love with this man-stoic on the outside, but gentle and considerate beneath the surface.

What she didn't know was that Lyman's tenderness and care belonged to her, and her alone.

Lyman's heart leapt with joy when he heard Effie's words.

If they weren't at the old family estate, he would have swept her up, pressed her against the wall, and kissed her breathless, claiming every part of her that was his.

Watching the intimacy between Lyman and Effie, Fidelia's face darkened, her expression so sour it looked as if she could wring water from it.

She clenched her fists, her voice cold and sharp. "Effie, you took what wasn't yours and you don't even feel guilty? How can you live with yourself?"

"Lyman, Effie, it's getting late," Lindy interjected, her tone warm and diplomatic. "Why don't you both stay here tonight? Tomorrow, we can visit Mrs. Spencer together. How does that sound?"

Lyman didn't answer immediately. Instead, he turned to Effie, knowing her gentle nature and how much she cared about others' feelings.

disappoint Lindy. But Lyman could always read the subtle shifts in Effie's expression-if she

spoke up. "Alright,

closely, searching her face for any hint of hesitation. When he found none, he let

estate, both Lyman and Effie were exceedingly careful around each other all evening, the

we're home before we..." Lyman leaned in, his breath warm against Effie's ear as he whispered the

ran down Effie's spine, electricity

her phone. "I-I

a fond smile tugging at his lips, his eyes full of

grandmother. When the call connected, Effie noticed someone

in her eyes, but before she

Etheridge family had come over. There were several of them,

and hadn't checked her messages

moment they got to their room, he'd pulled her into his arms, leaving

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