At that moment, Sean’s eyes were as cold as that of his in the photograph.
Myra was stunned to silence by his violent outburst. By the time she glanced at Sean’s fist, it was already trickling with blood due to the broken glass from the photo frame.
She forced herself to look away while laughing bitterly. “It is enough that I’m lying to myself and everyone else. Why would you lie to yourself? For the past two years, you have been looking for her shadow from all the women you have been with. I am sure that you have noticed that too—Eris’ lips, Elsie’s eyes… Sean, you can tell me if you do not love me. As long as you are still in love with Lyla, I can even help you find her. I—”
“I told you that I no longer have feelings for that woman!” Sean cut Myra off while hissing in frustration. I wonder if he is speaking to me or to himself.
His eyes were cold and distant while he regarded her, as though he would skin her alive if she were to comment further.
Myra trembled involuntarily while gripping the blanket underneath her.
For the past two years, he has never looked at me properly. His gaze, which pushes me to despair, has me drowning like a surging wave…
“You and that woman… It does not matter what is going on between you two. Right now, I just want a divorce.” Myra repeated.
She was as pale as a sheet but she appeared to be determined. This, in return, caused the already agitated Sean to become even angrier.
The humiliation and mockery I once had to endure, and the devil hiding underneath that angel mask of hers… 
Staring at Myra’s pure and petite face, Sean felt as if his veins might burst out of his head. The woman in front of me and that woman from before… I will never forgive them!

He suddenly grabbed Myra’s wrist and he moved his face inches away from her. His eyes were ablaze suddenly when he asked her, “Do you want to divorce me?” Sean’s face was contorted by his anger while fear flashed across Myra’s eyes. She gritted her teeth while nodding at him. “You don’t love me and I do not want myself to be trapped in this marriage. Isn't it better to grant ourselves freedom?”
“Grant ourselves freedom?” Sean chuckled in a gravelly voice but his gaze was frosty. “Myra, freedom is a special right reserved for kind and innocent folks. What gives you the right for me to grant you freedom?”
Myra’s expression changed drastically. “What do you mean by that?”
“Aren’t I being obvious enough?” Sean laughed mockingly. “You have no right to claim your freedom ever since you got blood on your hands! Lyla leaving me is out of my hands, but you… How dare you make a move on my child? Why didn’t you let my child go all those years ago? You are asking me to grant you your freedom now; do you think that I’d agree to that?”
“Are you saying that I… harmed your child?” The color drained from Myra’s face and she stared at him in disbelief.
Sean thought of his unborn child, whose life was snatched away by the cruel Myra. He felt anger tearing up his body from within, the pain so intense that he wanted to strangle the woman standing in front of him.
“I have always thought that you were a kind woman and I even wanted to look after you for the rest of your life. I did not expect you to be such a cruel and toxic person!”
Myra’s face turned as white as a ghost. 
Cruel and toxic person… That’s right, Sean has labelled me as such all along. It is obvious from his gaze ever since I married him. It turns out that his cold and detached behavior for the past two years is because of this child… However…
Myra stared at Sean in disbelief.
I knew about Lyla being pregnant with his child and having a miscarriage, but what does that child have to do with me?
“I think you are mistaken… You must have misunderstood something somewhere…” Myra mumbled. She thought of something suddenly and hastily tugged at Sean’s shirt. “Listen to me, Sean. It’s not what you think. I went looking for Lyla to tell her that I will not break you two up—”
“Enough!” Sean roared, his gaze filled with disgust.
Myra’s heart clenched painfully. She wanted to say something but she just could not.
The last glimmer of light went out in Sean’s eyes when he saw her shut her eyes. “Myra, do you know what I hate about you? Stop acting like a saint, as if you are the only one who truly loves me in the world. I can’t afford your love!” he spat coldly.
It seemed as if he was unwilling to stay with her for a moment longer because Sean picked his suit jacket up. He then turned around and strode to the door.
The room door slammed shut and Myra couldn’t hold on any longer. She slumped onto the bed.
Previously, I went looking for Lyla. At that time, Eve sought me out and she claimed that she was fond of me, so she would like me to be with her son. Lyla misunderstood me, so I had no choice but to arrange for a meetup to inform her that I would not break them apart. I wanted to tell her that I would not promise Eve too… However…
Myra’s heart quivered in pain and she shut her eyes tightly, her lips trembling uncontrollably. Was there a child involved apart from my failure of not being able to keep my promise to Lyla?
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