Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 242

Chapter 242

Not wanting Nelly and Irving Butler, who were just a short distance away, to catch sight of Lyman, she quickly slammed the door shut with a loud bang.

At that moment, Randell turned to Effie. "Effie, Lyman's had a bit too much to drink," he said.

Drunk?

But Effie could only smell a faint hint of alcohol on him.

Suddenly, Lyman's hand moved and grabbed Effie's.

Because Randell had just said Lyman was drunk, Effie was startled by the sudden grip on her hand. She nearly jumped out of her seat.

"What's wrong?" Randell asked, not turning around. Effie's status always made him hesitant to look her directly in the eye; it just didn't feel quite right.

Effie quickly replied, "Nothing, it's fine."

With that, she shot Lyman a brief, puzzled look.

Lyman glanced at her, a sly smile tugging at his lips. He winked, then closed his eyes again, leaning his head onto her shoulder.

neck, making her squirm a little. Without thinking, she reached up

was in the back seat. He finally glanced over his shoulder-and instantly

movements gentle,

love really does make people worry over nothing,

ever doubt

of telling Lyman that. Let him

pulled up in front of

preparing to help Lyman

Randell remembered hauling him out to the car earlier—it had felt like dragging a dead

tried to help, she'd probably be

got him," Randell

hesitated. "Are you sure? Really, it's not

wasn't even

waved her off. "Don't worry about it. Lyman and

Randell tried to pull Lyman out, Lyman clung to Effie like an octopus, arms

hips, catching his breath. "What on

cheek. "We're home," she said softly.

stood, but kept himself pressed comfortably against Effie. To her surprise, she

behind, let out an exaggerated sigh. "I'm starting to

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