Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon novel Chapter 62

Just thinking about how Isabel would react to Lyman was enough to give anyone a headache. If she came back now, all hell would break loose.

Lyman noticed Vinson Elliott suddenly go quiet. He frowned slightly, his tone still cold. “Anything else?”

“N-no, nothing else.” Vinson Elliott was ready to leave.

As he turned, he nearly collided with Effie.

“Sorry!” Effie apologized quickly.

In truth, she’d returned just as they started talking about “Isabel.”

Isabel? Was this woman’s intuition somehow connected to Lyman?

But Effie didn’t dwell on it. Their whirlwind marriage had happened so suddenly that she’d never stopped to wonder if Lyman already cared for someone else.

That thought brought a faint pang of jealousy she hadn’t expected.

Vinson Elliott was startled too, but when he saw the woman in front of him, he couldn’t help but pause. She was striking—delicate features, a refined air softened by a gentle charm, and those dark eyes, clear and luminous.

He stared for a moment, wondering, Is this the woman Lyman brought with him? She’s really something. No wonder Lyman’s fallen for her.

Effie felt his gaze and ducked her head, a little embarrassed. “Sorry, I wasn’t paying attention and bumped into you.”

Vinson Elliott snapped out of it, waving his hand with a sheepish smile. “No, no, it’s my fault for not looking where I was going. But, uh, you are...?”

He wanted to confirm his suspicion.

Effie was about to answer when Lyman stepped out from the private room.

His eyes swept coldly over Vinson Elliott, his voice tinged with impatience. “Why are you still here?”

Effie glanced at the table—all her favorite dishes. Lyman was so attentive; she hadn’t even mentioned her preferences, yet he’d picked up on them all.

She took her seat and started eating, her focus entirely on her meal. And she ate with real appetite, unlike those other women who always acted like birds in Lyman’s presence—barely picking at their food and claiming they were full after two bites. It was enough to put anyone off.

Lyman watched her, a faint smile playing at his lips, and then joined her, eating with his usual elegance.

Meanwhile, Vinson Elliott, never one to keep juicy news to himself, was already stirring up the group chat, dropping hints to pique everyone’s curiosity.

When the suspense hit its peak, he finally let it slip: Lyman had finally fallen for someone.

Even Isabel, studying overseas, heard the news almost immediately. Her expression darkened, and her hands curled into fists.

She wasn’t about to let this happen.