Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean)

“Trying to hit on Myra?” Sean felt pain shooting up from his abdomen but couldn’t care less about it at the moment. His eyes were slightly reddened like a cornered beast’s. Looking at Tony, he sneered, “Just who is the one trying to hit on Myra here? If it wasn’t for you, Director Hart, the person accompanying her to the mall right now would be me!”

“You?” Tony raised his long and slanted eyebrows slightly while flicking the ash off his cigarette. “Why don’t you tell me, Director Chase; just how many times have you ever accompanied her to the mall in the past two years? Or, should I say…” He took a drag on his cigarette, his eyes growing frosty. “How many times have you accompanied other women to the mall before?”

Sean’s expression changed greatly. “This is between us as husband and wife. It is none of your business.”

“Ex-husband and ex-wife.” Tony narrowed his eyes. A dark emotion flowed through his eyes as he spat out the words, “One that exists in name only.”

For an instant, Sean felt as if he could even hear the sound of the blood accelerating through the veins in his body. The veins in his forehead bulged sharply as he suddenly recalled the sexy voice Myra made by the side of the mountain road the other day. Then, he remembered that she had spent the entire night at the Hart Residence with the man standing in front of him. Of course, I know all about the intimate acts between a man and a woman. How can I not know?! He had never once touched her in the two years of their marriage. Therefore, when he discovered that the two of them were inside the car, he had been so furious that he wanted to rush over to that car and murder the man inside!

Listening to those words of mockery, he clenched his hands into fists. “Tony Hart, you despicable b*stard! Were you the one that purchased Chase Group’s Hilliville?!”

He was slowly becoming more and more aware of this man’s methods. Although he did not know when Tony started having feelings for Myra, the reason she was so decisive about divorcing him; the way Tony coincidentally rescued her during the riot at the construction site; the way Tony coincidentally freed her after she was thrown into prison; and many other things that he was clueless about even now… they all seemed to be part of Tony’s plan in hindsight. He had approached Myra, little by little, with a specific goal in mind. Later, he even announced his acquisition of Hilliville. Coincidentally or not, Myra had also resolutely demanded 50% of the properties of Chase Group’s Hilliville when divorcing Sean back then…

“Are you trying to take advantage of Myra?!” All of a sudden, the memory of a photo depicting Myra and another man in an ambiguous position that Lyla once showed him surfaced in his mind. Back then, only Myra’s face could be seen clearly. He could not identify the face of the man in the photo. Now that I think about it, isn’t that man in the photo the same man as the one standing in front of me right now?! A sense of urgency and outrage flashed across his eyes. He glared fixedly at the man in front of him with an insidious look. “Are you using Myra to obtain the entirety of Hilliville?! Is the part of Hilliville that Myra holds in your hands now?!”

cigarette curled upward like white satin. Tony curved the corners of his lips into a smile that was both icy and mocking. “I have never thought much of

Sean’s pupils contracted abruptly.

taking advantage of her?” Tony straightened his body, carelessly threw the cigarette to the ground, and snuffed out the cigarette with his leather shoe. Turning around, he glanced at the expensive branded watch on his wrist and emotionlessly said, “Director Chase, you seem to have forgotten about your pregnant wife. Why don’t you go home and comfort your wife and your mother?” He headed toward the

heavily, clutching at his abdomen to hold himself together as overwhelming despair washed over his heart. I tricked Myra and even married Lyla. All of this… Unlike what Mr. Jones claimed, there is no saving our relationship… Myra and I are

a tired expression, and a weeping voice immediately sounded through the phone. “I can’t continue living like this! Sean, come back quickly and take a good look at your wife! If you don’t want to live

a wave of overwhelming

caught her eye. She also got some of the junk food that Estelle liked.

“Where are you?”

that he wasn’t the type of person that needed to go shopping for groceries. Worried that he couldn’t

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figure passing by not too far away. Stunned, she turned around and looked in the direction the white figure had walked in. That person’s figure was voluptuous. As that person was

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handed to her and placed it in the small shopping cart. Although she