Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 226

Ecstatic. Absolutely over the moon.

Lyman had never experienced such a wild swing of emotions in so short a time— his heart soared and plummeted like he was on a roller coaster, equal parts thrilling and terrifying.

"Honey, give me a kiss."

He blinked in surprise; Effie had never been this forward before.

But they were still in the car, and their driver was right up front.

The driver stiffened under Lyman's gaze, wishing, not for the first time, that he could simply disappear into thin air.

Mr. Etheridge, if you so much as say a word, I swear I'll gouge my own eyes out.

"Keep your eyes on the road," Lyman said, his voice low and commanding, carrying an authority that brooked no argument.

"Yes, sir. You have my word-I won't look back," the driver replied, swallowing hard, tension radiating from his posture.

already leaning in,

as he reached for her, Effie, nestled

managed to keep his composure, but inside, his mind was a chaotic

the time they made it home, Effie was still in a deep, untroubled sleep— completely oblivious, dead

change out of her clothes, but the moment his fingers brushed her shirt buttons and accidentally skimmed her skin-a jolt shot up his arm. It was like

a sudden, almost painful tightness low in his abdomen and

knocked out and totally unresponsive,

help Mrs. Etheridge

retreated to the bathroom for a cold shower, desperately needing to cool

a beautiful woman in

next morning, Effie woke with a sharp gasp. Her head felt like a battleground, as if

on earth happened last

shifted beside her. She turned, instantly on guard, only

when it all clicked-she was married now. And her husband wasn't just any man; he was the kind of handsome that could

stunning husband was gazing

swallowed nervously. Had she