Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon novel Chapter 214

Vinson Elliott gave Randell a hearty slap on the back. Usually, Randell strutted around like nothing in the world could faze him, but right now he was hunched over, as timid as a rabbit.

Trust Lyman to shake him up.

“What do you think?” Vinson pressed.

Randell pressed a hand to his forehead and groaned, “Ugh, my head is spinning. I need a doctor.”

Vinson shot him a look. “Honestly, you're acting like some mangy old dog. Wait until Lyman gives you a kick—you'll be cured in no time.”

Randell scowled. “Hold on, why an old dog? I'm still young, thank you very much!”

Vinson rolled his eyes so hard he practically saw the ceiling. He's missing the point entirely—as usual.

…

Effie arrived at the nearby hospital just as Suzan was being rushed into the emergency room.

“Where's the doctor? Is anyone here?”

Lyman, carrying Effie in his arms, radiated such a fierce, unapproachable energy that people instinctively kept their distance. No one dared get close.

“Mr. Etheridge, is this young lady—?”

“Get your best orthopedic specialist here, now!” Lyman barked.

“Right away!”

Dr. Quinn, the most experienced orthopedic chief, hurried over, out of breath. He noticed Lyman still cradling Effie, and Effie's face was buried against Lyman's chest, clearly embarrassed. Dr. Quinn's heart skipped a beat—this looked serious.

He worried that if Effie's injuries were beyond help, it would be a disaster.

“Mr. Etheridge, um… would you mind setting her down so I can examine her?” Dr. Quinn ventured cautiously.