Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 438

Effie turned, her gaze trailing along Lyman's slender wrist until she met his handsome, striking face.

"They're coming-run!" she urged breathlessly.

Lyman nodded. "Alright."

But instead of running, he stopped in his tracks.

Effie froze, panic rising in her chest. Why would he stop now? Didn't he realize—

Before she could finish the thought, Lyman scooped her up effortlessly.

Startled, Effie instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, afraid she might fall.

A playful smile flickered at the corner of Lyman's lips as he dashed toward the exit, carrying her as if she weighed nothing at all.

He moved fast-so fast that the people chasing them quickly fell behind. In no time, they burst out into the open air, safe and free.

Their driver was already waiting by the curb. The moment they jumped into the backseat, he slammed his foot on the gas, and the car sped off down the street.

Effie and Lyman, hands intertwined, glanced back through the rear window. Their pursuers had made it outside too, but on foot, they were no match for a speeding

car.

Effie sighed in

a bright smile

bead of sweat from the tip of her

hard, and the adrenaline had left

said, her eyes full of remorse. "I wanted today to be

affectionately. "Don't be sorry. I had a blast. Honestly, I

asked, searching his

laughed. "When have I ever lied to

in her gut. She started to slip quietly through

sharp eyes

some secret reward. I didn't even believe you until you flashed your staff badge. Tums out you were lying, weren't you? The

people began to

terror tightening her chest. If she stayed, there was no

crowd as angry voices

earlier shoving incident at the park, staff were on high alert for trouble. They stepped in quickly, making sure

the chaos, Isabel

well clear did she remember-with a jolt of regret that in her rush to escape, she'd forgotten

foot in frustration.