Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon novel Chapter 139

They held each other for a moment before Lyman released her and laced his fingers through hers, leading her onward. “Mr. Smith and the others still have plans tomorrow. Do you want to keep Mrs. Smith company for a bit longer?”

Effie nodded. “I’ve already made arrangements. Tomorrow, I’ll take her to the flower fields on the edge of town and to a local artisan’s workshop. I think she’ll really enjoy it.”

No matter what, she was determined to be a gracious host.

Lyman smiled, warmth in his eyes. “You always think of everything. You really are the best wife a man could ask for.”

Effie shot him a playful wink. “Of course. Mrs. Etheridge isn’t just a title, you know.”

He chuckled at her mischief and couldn’t resist giving her nose a gentle squeeze. “Troublemaker.”

Night had settled in by the time they returned to their hotel suite.

Effie had just changed into her pajamas when her phone buzzed. She glanced at the screen: it was a message from her best friend, Nita. “So, how’s your romantic getaway with Mr. Etheridge going?”

Grinning, Effie typed back, “Not exactly a couples’ retreat—we’re entertaining clients.”

Nita replied almost instantly, “Doesn’t mean you two can’t sneak in some sweetness! By the way, college reunion on Friday night. Are you coming?”

A lot of their old classmates worked in Neo-Arcadia these days. They used to meet up all the time, but everyone had gotten busy, and it had been ages since the last gathering.

Effie considered for a moment, then wrote back, “If you’re going, count me in.”

Just then, Lyman came over and wrapped his arms around her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder. “Who’s got you smiling at your phone?”

She glanced up at him. “It’s Nita. She said there’s a college get-together on Friday.”

He kissed her cheek. “You should go. Catch up with your friends. Want me to help arrange something?”

The Etheridge Group owned plenty of top-tier hotels and lounges in town—perfect for a reunion.

Effie shook her head with a smile. “No need. Our class president probably already sorted everything out.”