Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean)

Sean hadn’t wanted to bring Myra to the banquet, having changed his mind at the last minute.

However, when he got home today, an angry-looking Eve came up to him and demanded, “Sean, did you and Myra have another fight?”

He did not answer but his own expression was sour after all that had happened recently.

After a long moment of hesitation, Eve pressed on, “I’ll ask you this, Sean—are you still holding a grudge against Myra for what she did to the other woman and her unborn child?”

Eve hadn’t wanted to bring this up because she hated talking about the other woman, but there was one other reason that kept her from asking Sean about this. Her heart clenched tightly. She knew that there was no easy way to go about this conundrum—it might even end up making things worse between Myra and Sean.

Sean’s face grew darker. “Mom, I’ve married her just like you asked. What more do you want from me?”

“How dumb can you possibly be?” Eve snapped, then sighed heavily as she continued, “Why do you still blame Myra for hurting that child? Do you still love the other woman? Is that the reason?”

He looked up abruptly and his gaze darkened dangerously as he hissed, “You know as well as I do what that woman did to me. Why would I still be in love with her if she’s already moved on with another man?”

“So why are you treating Myra so horribly?” Eve argued, her heart pounding wildly in her chest. “You say this isn’t about the woman—so does this have anything to do with her child? Is that child the reason why you’re being so cruel to Myra?”

“That child wasn’t just hers, he was mine, too! And he was supposed to be your grandchild!” Sean thundered, his voice threatening to freeze the air around them.

“Mom, think about it—that child wasn’t even born yet, and Myra didn’t think twice about getting rid of him. How do you expect me to live with a woman like that? Haven’t I done enough? She asked for marriage and I gave it to her, but I never promised to love her.”

Upon hearing the words ‘that child wasn’t even born yet’, Eve took a couple of steps back. She trembled as the past flashed in her mind.

at least see all the things she’s done for you all these years? I know what kind of person she is and you know this too, but you refuse to admit it. What if what happened in the past was only a misunderstanding? What if Myra didn’t know the woman was pregnant? Sean, all I’m asking is for you to stop treating Myra the way you do. The affection she has for you

his office. He didn’t change his

pen after she

rarely brought her along to formal events. She had thought that he hated her and after their relationship soured, he was even more unlikely to bring her along as a

as she thought about the idea

are his wife, after all. Director Chase was only putting on an act with

model. Both of them made headlines in the tabloids the next day, with pictures of them looking as though they could not bear to part from one another. If all those were only an act, Myra dreaded to think how much he could truly hurt

her, looking awkward. Upon seeing this, Myra said flatly, “Go and get the car. I’ll

only agreed so that the rest of the office wouldn’t grow curious about Richard’s presence. It was only a banquet, after all; Sean was probably only trying to put up a decent front. Though their marriage was kept under wraps, there were still many in the upper-class

the atelier, Myra was greeted by the service staff who came out to open the car door for

atelier—stepped up from among the staff, smiling at Myra as she said, “Mrs. Chase, we’ve readied the dress that Director Chase picked out for you.

was about to head into the atelier when she suddenly stopped in her tracks. Hastily turning back with a stony expression, she caught a

that car after

another thought, she rushed over to where the car was. However, the car started before she could reach it, and it drove away from the

stared after the red car in shock. If my guess is

atelier approached her and asked cautiously, “Mrs. Chase, is

just now?” Myra demanded, her tone

to evade the question and she chuckled awkwardly. “That would be Miss Fisher.

Fisher? Wouldn’t that be Ly—” Myra broke off. She ought to be relieved but for some