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Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon novel Chapter 336

Effie stood up, reaching for a book on a higher shelf.

She picked one that was just out of reach. Undeterred, she jumped, fingers grazing the spine, and managed to snatch the book—only to lose her balance and topple backward.

But the pain she braced for never came. Instead, she found herself pressed up against something solid and warm—a wall of muscle, not floorboards.

Turning her head, she saw Lyman.

His brows were drawn together, worry etched into his handsome face. “Are you alright?” he asked.

The setting sun slanted through the window, casting golden light across Lyman’s features. One half of his face was bathed in sunlight, sharp and striking, while the other half lingered in shadow, unexpectedly gentle.

Effie stared, momentarily spellbound. It was as if God Himself had sculpted this man, and then decided He couldn’t possibly do any better.

How could anyone be this good-looking?

“I-I’m fine…” she stammered.

Lyman gently set her down on the sofa. “If there’s anything you want to read later, just tell me,” he said softly.

He’d been watching her the whole time. The moment she started to fall, his eyes went wide and he dashed over in a heartbeat.

Thank God he was quick; otherwise, Effie could’ve gotten hurt. Even now, his heart was still pounding.

Effie tried to wave off his concern. “Alright, alright. I promise, no more risky moves. Go finish what you were doing.”

Lyman nodded. “Okay.”

But as he walked away, he couldn’t help but glance back at her every now and then, still worried. He caught himself and chuckled, shaking his head. When did he start acting like a babysitter?

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