Myra closed her eyes, refusing to watch the video any longer.

“Are you trying to tell me this isn’t you?” Sean hissed above her, clearly sober now.

Her lips tugged up into a bitter smile. “It doesn’t matter what I tell you. It’s not as if you’ll believe me anyway. You’ve convinced yourself that I was cheating on you from the moment you saw this video. What use is there for me to say anything else?”

There was a stubborn look in her eyes, and the blood flowed down from the gash in her forehead past her temples. The bright red color made her look even paler and more fragile.

He was regarding her with a pointed gaze, as if wanting to pierce a hole through her body.

A long time passed, long enough for Myra to feel herself growing numb beneath him. It was only then that Sean heaved himself off of her.

He glared at her icily and his eyes swept over her rumpled state with bare disgust. “I won’t touch you, Myra. I wouldn’t want to get my hands dirty!”

With that, he turned and walked out of the bedroom. He did not spare a single glance at her pale, frightened face.

Work kept piling in these days. Tony could not remember how much overtime he had put in thus far, but he would rather keep himself busy than constantly think about a certain person. It was only when he got a call from Elliot that he remembered about their dinner plans tonight.

“You don’t happen to be working overtime again, do you, Tony?” Elliot asked in disbelief on the other line, then added mischievously, “I’m not trying to scare you, Tony, but if you keep working overtime like this, it’s going to badly affect your performance in the bedroom. How are you going to please your wife in the future?”

Hearing this, Tony leaned into his chair and loosened his tie, a devilish grin playing on his face as he countered, “Don’t worry about my endurance—it’ll still be better than yours anyway.”

Elliot choked, then broke into a dry laugh. “Alright; pretend I didn’t say anything. Will you still be joining us tonight?”

Tony blinked, remembering the phone call that he hadn’t made earlier, and turned to glance at the nightscape outside his window. His gaze softened as a sudden thought came to his mind and he replied plainly, “You guys can go on without me.”

that.” The other man scoffed. “If you love those statistics so much, why don’t you

beeping sound from the other line indicated that Elliot had hung

his phone. His finger hovered

reason, the other line went unanswered for

gaze darkened under the lights. After a while, he texted, ‘You called? I was in a meeting

just now, the text went unanswered,

later, a frown etched itself onto his face. He stood up abruptly and grabbed his jacket, intending to drive over to Myra’s house, but stopped when he recalled that

clueless as to how she should live the rest of her life. There was a saying that you reaped what you sowed, and she had been the

her fingers. She had been wearing it like

ring robotically and placed it on

Myra arrived at work the next day, Tilly noticed the gash on

had used

mid-lecture and scooted over excitedly. “Are you really married, Myra? What’s your husband like? What does he do? Are you

mischievous lilt to

just like any other family, so I guess my marital life’s pretty much

Tilly was on the verge of pressing further, she quickly switched subjects. “I’m going over

“I was just about to tell you—I’ve signed up to be your assistant and Mr. Xavier has already approved my

shot Tilly a teasing glare

orders down to every last word!” Tilly promised, sticking out

other, exchanging

at the Hart Group, they saw that Leo and Mr. Logan were already waiting for them. Upon seeing Myra and

Director Hart

aware that Myra held a special place in their director’s heart. In fact, they had seen what happened to Lily, the disgraced designer from the Hay Group. As far as they were concerned, her career in Bradfort City was

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