Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

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.

But Lyman could always read the subtle shifts

Effie spoke up. "Alright, that

closely, searching her face for any hint of hesitation.

Effie were exceedingly careful around each other all evening, the restraint leaving them feeling a

until we're home before we..." Lyman leaned in, his breath warm

shiver ran down Effie's spine, electricity tingling all the way to her

arms, clutching her phone. "I-I need to call

course," Lyman replied, a fond smile tugging at his lips,

call connected, Effie noticed someone in the background wearing the Etheridge family's

in her

up last night and saw people from the Etheridge family had come over. There were several of them,

had just stepped out and hadn't checked her messages

been so enthusiastic that the moment they got to their room, he'd pulled her into his arms, leaving her