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.

home?" Lyman

She nodded. "Yeah."

Lyman slipped his arm around Effie's waist and

and glassy, as if she were standing in a pool of starlight—mesmerizing, impossible to look away

handsome face filling her vision, then blurring as he pressed his lips to hers in a fierce, possessive kiss. Effie never stood a chance-she could

open

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

a deep breath, clearly struggling

living room was pitch black-her

tiptoed to their room, careful not to make a

door closed behind them, Lyman caught Effie's wrists and pinned her hands above head, trapping her between him

waist, pressing her body

of

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

hers again in another deep, hungry kiss.

brushing over Lyman's every last

Effie woke in Lyman's arms, her cheeks still

propped up on one elbow, watching her with a satisfied

murmured a sleepy

help

his energy. After

he