Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 225

Effie sprang to her feet, giggling uncontrollably. Each time she swayed, Lyman's heart lurched as if an invisible hand had seized it-his breath slowed, his nerves taut.

"Don't move around so much," he warned gently.

But before he could finish, Effie flung out her arms. "I'm about to take off!"

Lyman lunged forward just in time to catch her as she landed squarely in his

arms.

With her arms looped around his neck, she burst into laughter. "That was fun! Let's do it again!"

Lyman thought to himself that there was nothing fun about nearly having a heart attack.

Effie chimed in eagerly, "Come on, let's do it one more time!"

He nearly groaned. Again? His heart couldn't take much more.

"Mr. Etheridge, the car is ready-" the driver announced, but before he could finish, Effie suddenly shrieked, "Ahh! The superhero is here! We have to run!"

the streetlamp, looked utterly unassuming certainly not the superhero Effie

what did that make them?

answer, but he still teased, "You think we can't

a chance! You're the lamppost monster, I'm the bird monster-we're way too weak. Run for it!" Effie declared, seizing his hand and taking off

hands-hers was delicate and pale, almost ethereal. His gaze drifted up along her arm until he met her face. Effie turned to look

trees lining the avenue seemed to burst into spring, vibrant and alive. It was as if joy bloomed right there in his

world beautiful and wild, impossible to hold onto. If he let go, she might vanish in

this moment

corner

Lyman bent his head, he

He frowned a little. He hadn't expected his grandmother's

he knew what she was like when tipsy, he

back into the seat, growing quieter by the second,

relieved sigh; the driver

Effie began to mutter,

leaned closer and caught a

smile froze, shadows darkening