Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 489

Effie ventured hesitantly, "Why are you all looking at me like that?”

Maurice didn't bother with subtlety. "What's the matter? He's not coming?"

Effie nodded. "Yeah, something urgent came up. He said he'll get here as soon as he can."

Maurice arched a brow at her. "You're really rushing into this marriage—are you sure you picked the right guy? Don't go jumping from one mess straight into another, Effie. In the end, you're the one who'll get hurt."

Effie nodded, trying to sound reassuring. "I know. He's a good man. He's not like... the last one."

Maurice pressed his hand to his forehead, exasperated. "That's what you said about Mitchell too, remember? And look how that turned out..."

He shook his head, feigning seriousness. "Honestly, I ought to take you to a doctor. You've got a severe case of hopeless romantic, and I don't even know if it's curable."

Effie couldn't help but laugh at that. "I am not hopelessly romantic," she protested, rolling her eyes at him.

off so decisively. Sure, she'd married Lyman in a fit of frustration, barely giving herself time to process the breakup. At the time, she'd had a few regrets. But after spending more time with Lyman, she realized they got along remarkably well. Maybe it wasn't some sweeping, movie-style romance, but affection could

your eyes open, okay? If that new guy

touched. "You're

chin in mock

lively affair. The conversation flowed, the laughter was loud, and before anyone realized, they'd

restaurant, Nita and Maurice were messing around, shoving each other playfully.

immediately realized it was her fault and rushed to apologize. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to-seriously, I'm

we didn't

in. Vinson Elliott's narrowed eyes

to focus. When she realized who it was, she straightened up abruptly, pointed at Vinson's face, and blurted,

leaned heavily against him and announced, "Babe, listen

together, his gaze flicking to where Nita's hand gripped Maurice's arm. They were awfully cozy. Was there something going on

have you been drinking?" Vinson asked, suspicion

hours. If I want a drink, I'll have one. You can't tell me

break anything here, you'll be