Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 493

Chapter 493

Suddenly, Lyman heard footsteps echoing nearby.

A hopeful smile broke out on his face. He tossed his cigarette aside, crushed it underfoot, and turned eagerly toward the sound.

He knew Effie hated his smoking. Ever since they'd been together, he'd barely touched a cigarette-only today, with his mood in shambles, did he give in.

If Effie showed up and got upset, he'd just apologize, sincerely this time.

The footsteps grew louder, closer.

Lyman waited, anticipation lighting up his features. But as the figure came into view, his smile froze.

It wasn't Effie.

A young woman, maybe in her early twenties, spotted Lyman and stopped in her tracks. Something like awe flickered in her eyes; then, blushing furiously, she bolted past him.

He caught the faintest whisper as she hurried by: "Wow... what a hottie."

look, but Lyman's quiet intensity made her think better of

he could shake off the awkwardness, another set of

didn't let himself hope. He kept his

familiar silhouette appeared

grin tugged at his lips. He started

limping, every step careful

help me, will you? I twisted my ankle,"

in a heartbeat and scooped her into his arms. “Too eager to see me?" he teased. "Is

so she'd rented a walk-up apartment-no elevator,

down, and in her rush, she'd misstepped and twisted her

but she refused to admit it. "The hallway light's

Lyman replied, his tone teasing and just a little

with embarrassment, Effie buried her face against his

about earlier. I can explain,

head, eyes locked on hers, hope shining in every line of his face.

sleep. But the moment she spotted Lyman from upstairs, something shifted. Why punish herself for someone else's mistake? If anyone deserved to feel míserable, it was

him explain,

neighborhood. So my mom Isabel stay at the apartment complex across from ours Luther was supposed to drop

at Effie. "I sat in the