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Myra stiffened as she grew flustered.

She could not deny the glimmer of the hope she had felt when Greta informed about the bouquet of flowers.

I knew it was impossible for him to get me flowers, so why do I still land myself in situations like this?

Her throat felt dry as she asked hesitantly, “Then, why did you ask to see me?”

Sean strode over to the desk and pulled open a drawer before he answered coldly, “I expected you to behave yourself, but you crossed the line anyway. Eris may have brushed off the incident tonight, but I don’t ever want to see you doing something like that ever again.”

His sideburns were trimmed into a clean fade that framed his well-structured side profile. Myra watched him in the full-length mirror; her heart wrenched in a familiar ache at the sight of his stony expression—he was as cold and distant to her as he had always been.

Her gaze flickered over to the bouquet of blue roses. The tension in the study seemed even more prominent when it was juxtaposed with the quiet beauty of the flowers.

Myra feigned strength; she could not stop convulsing fiercely. “It wasn’t me,” she said in a voice that sounded like a whisper.

dressed and stood tall, but he did not respond as he took out a heart-shaped red velvet box from

dirty tricks against my woman. I’ve fulfilled your wish

the pond!” Myra interrupted him

lips were pale and she trembled so badly that

“She can’t swim—did you know that? She could have drowned if

resentment and pain that had built up in her for such a long time to be released. She looked at him bitterly and reiterated. “I did not push Eris. She fell into the water on her own. She came up to me and tried to make me leave

sunken, which only accentuated the size of

woman before him with disdain as he thought about Eris shivering in his arms as she advised not to blame Myra for the incident. Anger immediately rose within him and without another thought, he

woman I’ve ever met!” he spat as she staggered backward. Her feet thudded against the floor as she tried to keep

of astonishment with a cold, baleful gaze before he picked up the bouquet of

from; she ignored the pain that shot through her arm and rushed over to block him as she demanded, “Where are

shot her an icy glare.