NovelStartChapter 185 "Effie." Mitchell's eyes darkened, his face so stormy you could almost wring water from it.
He closed the distance between them in a few quick strides. "Effie, care to explain yourself?" It wasn't just suspicion getting the better of him-Effie's behavior really was out of line.
A moment ago she was with Lyman, and now she was arm in arm with another pretty boy.
He'd always been sure of himself, convinced that as long as Effie was with him, she'd never look at another man- he thought his charm was more than enough.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut seeing Effie walking so intimately with Granger, he felt like his lungs might burst from anger.
Suzan's words echoed in his mind: Was Effie really so shameless, seeing other men even while she was with him...? Effie looked at Mitchell, finding his presence utterly baffling. When she needed him, he was always the one who never showed up.
Now that she no longer needed him, wanted nothing to do with him, he kept appearing out of nowhere.
Effie walked straight past Mitchell without a word. Granger gave Mitchell a curious glance, then followed after her.
Mitchell's temper flared. He called out loudly, "Effie, are you incapable of surviving without a man? Impressive tmanagement, I'll give you that." His voice dripped with sarcasm.
Effie stopped, her gaze turning icy, a flash of anger in her eyes. She turned to Mitchell. "Your heart is filthy, and so are your assumptions. The only disgusting person here is you, not me." For a moment, Mitchell was speechless. After a pause, he tried again. "If... that's not it, then explain." Effie's voice was cold. "Explain what? Why should I explain anything to you? What are you to me? If I owed anyone an explanation, it would be my husband-not you." With that, she turned and walked away.
Mitchell stood rooted to the spot, as if struck by lightning.
Did he really have no place in her life anymore? Effie glanced at Granger and said, "Sorry you had to see that." Granger shook his head. "We've all got a past, don't we?" Still, Granger understood the real meaning behind Effie's words. She hadn't just been speaking to Mitchell-she was speaking to him, too.
Her message was clear: she was married.
But Granger wasn't ready to give up.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe'd looked into it-Lyman might be with Effie now, but there'd been no public announcement, so who knew what was really going on?
Besides, the Etheridge family was a maand pillar of high society. If Lyman, and bote Effie had actually gotten married, there would've been a lavish wedding, not this rasilence. Maybe Effie was just assuming her relationship with Lyman made her his wife.
He still had a shot.
Just then, a garbage truck loaded with medical waste cbarreling ecange toward Effie. Lost in thought, she didn't notice it at first.
When she finally snapped out of it, the truck was almost on top of her, and she instinctively stepped back, trying to get out of the way. But someone moved faster. A hand seized her arm and yanked her aside.
Effie crashed hard into Granger's chest.
For a moment, she could hear his heart pounding-steady, strong.
"You okay?" Granger's voice was warm and low, resonating just above her head.
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