Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 319

Annabel tried to mimic Effie's delicate gestures, but quickly realized it was hopeless-gracefulness wasn't something you could just fake.

Fenton couldn't help himself; he burst out laughing. "Nice try, Annabel. You look like a clown at a royal ball."

Annabel's eyes flashed with fire. “Shut up, Fenton!"

He just laughed harder, refusing to let her save face. But in the middle of his laughter, he inhaled a lungful of spicy pepper fumes and started coughing so violently he nearly choked.

This time, Annabel got her revenge, giggling as he struggled to recover.

"You guys are so boring. I'd rather read comics than sit here with you."

She peeled off her disposable gloves, pulled out her phone, and started scrolling through a comic. She'd never been that interested in comics before-could take them or leave them—but lately, all the younger folks at her office had been obsessed with a certain author. They claimed the comics were hilarious and addictive.

The stories were wild, full of drama, and there was always this unlucky villain who got repeatedly humiliated. The author's last series had just wrapped up, and a new one had dropped earlier this month. Annabel had been too busy to check it out, but now, with nothing better to do, she dove right in.

few pages in, Annabel

phone, staring at Effie, then at Lyman, then

annoyed. It was hard to enjoy your food with someone

gave Annabel a puzzled look. Something

boyfriend cheats on her with her sister, so she marries some guy she barely knows, and-surprise-they fall in love after the wedding." Effie's cheeks turned pink. Cheating boyfriends, revenge marriages,

a comic, everything about it feels like the two of

see," Fenton said, craning his neck to peek

him away, nearly knocking

her. "What's

problem! Who

like I haven't seen

eyes. "Well, you're not

wouldn't want

leaned in, genuinely curious.