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."

clearly wanted to sneak another look, but Lyman's quiet intensity made

could shake off the awkwardness, another set of footsteps

hope. He kept his

familiar silhouette appeared at the end

lopsided grin

she was limping, every step careful

I twisted my ankle," Effie

her into his arms.

budget was tight, so she'd rented a walk-up apartment-no elevator, just endless

in her rush, she'd misstepped and

but she refused to admit it. "The hallway light's busted," she muttered, stubborn

Lyman replied, his tone teasing

Effie buried her

voice softened. "I'm sorry about earlier. I can explain,

lowered his head, eyes locked on hers, hope shining in every line of his face. Effie pressed her lips together, then gave a

the moment she spotted Lyman from upstairs, something shifted. Why punish herself for someone

him explain, she

by some crazed fan at the hospital. The guy actually followed her all the way back to my mom's neighborhood. So my mom Isabel stay at the apartment complex across from ours Luther was supposed to drop her off, but my car got a flat

at Effie. "I sat in