Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 252

"Don't say thank you."

Lyman looked at Effie. A faint blush swept across Effie's face and she answered shyly, "Alright, I know."

At that moment, Nita hopped down from the bench and landed gracefully on the floor.

"I'll stop playing third wheel," she said with a grin. "Time for me to make myself scarce."

Effie called after her, "Nita, wait up—let's go shower and change together."

Nita glanced briefly at Lyman, about to refuse, but Effie had already linked arms with her and pulled her away.

Before long, the two of them reappeared, freshly dressed.

Just then, the door to the neighboring men's changing room swung open, and a man emerged wearing nothing but a pair of black swim trunks. His gut bulged so much he looked almost nine months pregnant.

The man's face lit up with surprise. "Well, would you look at that! What are the odds we'd run into each other here? Fate

soured instantly, her brows knitting in frustration. Just my luck, she thought. Of all people, I had to bump into

the change in Nita's face and leaned in to whisper, "You

instincts screamed that this guy was trouble. She tightened her grip on Nita's arm, ready to whisk her

and murmured, "His name's Hanley. He's a creep-always

eyes narrowed. Was Nita ever alone with this

like. We always send men to deal with him. Clearly, he hasn't

"Let's go," Effie said.

"Yeah," Nita agreed.

beside Nita, and his eyes gleamed with

was a knockout, her friend was

with possibilities,

surprisingly nimble for his size, and stepped in front of them, blocking their way. "There's an old saying," he announced with a

glance, both silently gagging at the thought. Who needed fate when it brought creeps like

his bulk, Hanley moved fast. He reached out and grabbed the hem of Nita's shirt. "Miss Nita, is this how you treat your guests? No greeting, no