Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 380

"Yeah."

Lyman didn't argue with Effie, because deep down, he felt exactly the same way.

Effie went on, "Honestly, if you wanted to go out with them for a bit, I wouldn't stop you. Just because we're married doesn't mean we have to be glued together all the time, right?"

Before she finished speaking, Lyman squeezed her hand tightly.

Effie glanced up and saw the tense furrow between his brows.

His gaze was complicated as he looked at her. "Already tired of me?"

Tired? As if!

"No, that's not it. I just mean... getting married doesn't mean you have to give up your friends. You deserve your own space too."

Lyman shook his head. "I don't want it. I like being with you. All the time."

Effie was caught off guard for a moment. "You'll get sick of me."

"I won't. Never," Lyman said, firm and unwavering.

Something slammed into Effie's heart, making it beat wildly. She gripped his hand even tighter.

go home?" Lyman asked

She nodded. "Yeah."

inside the elevator, Lyman slipped his arm around Effie's waist and pulled her close, so quickly she stumbled

him, wide-eyed, her gaze shining and glassy, as if she were standing in a pool of starlight—mesmerizing, impossible to look

her vision, then blurring as he pressed his lips to hers in a fierce, possessive

doors slid open again.

her wits, gently pushing Lyman away as she caught her breath. "Let's

a deep breath,

the door. The living room was pitch black-her grandmother must have already gone to

in hand, they tiptoed to their room, careful

wrists and pinned her hands above

pressing her body firmly

sliver of space between

the thin fabric of her clothes, Effie could feel the heat radiating from

found hers again in another deep, hungry kiss. Effie could only gasp,

last nerve. He lost

next morning, Effie woke in Lyman's arms, her cheeks

on one elbow, watching her with a satisfied

murmured a

couldn't help wondering

his energy. After

he