Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 214

Vinson Elliott gave Randell a hearty slap on the back. Usually, Randell strutted around like nothing in the world could faze him, but right now he was hunched over, as timid as a rabbit.

Trust Lyman to shake him up.

"What do you think?" Vinson pressed.

Randell pressed a hand to his forehead and groaned, “Ugh, my head is spinning. I need a doctor."

Vinson shot him a look. "Honestly, you're acting like some mangy old dog. Wait until Lyman gives you a kick-you'll be cured in no time."

Randell scowled. "Hold on, why an old dog? I'm still young, thank you very much!"

Vinson rolled his eyes so hard he practically saw the ceiling. He's missing the point entirely as usual.

Effie arrived at the nearby hospital just as Suzan was being rushed into the emergency room.

"Where's the doctor? Is anyone here?"

energy that people

is this

your best orthopedic specialist

"Right away!"

Quinn, the most experienced orthopedic chief, hurried over, out of breath. He noticed Lyman still cradling Effie, and Effie's face was buried against Lyman's chest, clearly embarrassed. Dr. Quinn's heart skipped a beat-this looked serious.

down

down, as if she were the

hurt

just as

thigh, checking every

could tell, there was nothing too alarming. Was

mumbled, "Doctor, I'm really fine. He's just..." She glanced at Lyman, exasperated. "He

was making a mountain

he was smart enough not to blame Lyman

clean up these scrapes and bandage

"Thank you."

her wounds were treated, Lyman scooped Effie up again and carried