Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Why didn't he call her? Because as soon as Lyman heard Effie would be in

charge of this shoot, he rushed downstairs, his mind entirely on seeing her—he didn't have a second thought for Isabel.

As for a certain someone, well, he clearly had his own agenda too, though at the moment, it looked like he was only making trouble for himself.

"I forgot," Lyman said.

Just those two simple words, but they left Isabel feeling slighted, as if she didn't matter at all.

"Lyman, when the shoot is over, do you think you could-"

"Mr. Etheridge, your coffee."

Effie appeared at Lyman's side, thrusting his coffee toward him a little too forcefully.

The cup was filled to the brim, and coffee sloshed out, nearly splattering all over Isabel.

Isabel glared. "Effie! How could you be so-" She bit back the last word-careless -in front of Lyman, swallowing it with difficulty.

clenched her jaw. "You need to be more careful. The coffee's

Effie, just to make

coffee Effie had made. "This is

like

it really

"Sweet," Lyman answered.

by his darling wife taste anything but

twitched. Seriously? Lyman must be head-over-heels-coffee, sweet? Did Effie dump a whole bag of sugar

makeup done. You're already holding up

heading off to

hesitating as if

have told Isabel off ages ago. Those two were happily married-what

you should watch your words from now

voice trembled. "Annabel, did I do something wrong? If I

frowned. Did Isabel really not get

Isabel felt even more triumphant

later, Isabel's hair and makeup