Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean)
Chapter 139

Upon entering the bathroom, Myra saw two cups and two toothbrushes in front of the mirror.

In addition to her usual toiletries, there were also men's products.

On the towel rack beside the mirror, a navy blue towel had been unknowingly added right next to hers.

All of this felt too familiar. Back when she slept in Tony's apartment for one night, upon waking up the next day, the bathroom in his apartment had been set up like this as well!

Back then...

Myra quickly turned to the storage basket next to her. That basket contained the clothes she changed out of last night that was meant to be washed, and on the top was her nude-colored bra. Above that were Tony's black boxer briefs!

Myra's face flushed red at once.

Her phone rang, and when she saw that it was a call from Tony, she immediately hung up.

Tony was at the airport at that moment, and he was about to board his plane. When his call was hung up on, he raised his eyebrows slightly. She's just woken up and it's so early in the morning, yet her temper's so bad already?

He called her again.

This time, Myra didn't hang up. However, when she picked up, her tone was mildly unpleasant. "Yes?"

Tony let out a low chuckle. "Angry?"

Myra kept a straight face and didn't speak.

"Hey, I'll deal with things as quickly as possible and come back. When I'm away, you're not allowed to talk to other men, nor have any contact with them. Myra, I'll get jealous." Tony thought of her sulking on the other end, and his lips curled up a little.

When he woke up in the morning, if it weren't because he thought of how exhausted she was from last night, he barely managed to restrain himself.

"I don't care if you get jealous!" When Myra heard his remarks, her heart raced so fast that it felt like it was going to take off, but she replied stiffly, "Why are you so domineering? I can't even talk to other men..." Her voice was barely a whisper when she reached the end of her sentence.

Tony's eyes narrowed slightly. "Who else do you want to talk to? Sean?"

Upon hearing the name 'Sean', Myra's eyelids twitched.

For some reason, she felt a little guilty as she murmured, "I understand..."

After a pause, she added, "Come back soon..."

Then, she chided herself for not standing her ground. I was still angry just now!

Tony laughed again. "Remember to miss me."

Myra's face became hot and she grunted. Before ending the call, the man on the other end said casually, "Remember to wash the pants I changed out of last night."

Myra had been shy when she saw the black boxer briefs in the storage basket, but now, she was irritated. She spat out a 'you wish' before hanging up.

She looked at her blushing self in the mirror. Since when did my life become so full of vigor again?

She had already divorced Sean, and Tony had left Bradfort City. Now, Myra could finally settle down and think of the many things she needed to contemplate.

First, she had to make a trip to the Ritz Carlton.

At noon, she drove her white sports car and quickly arrived at the hotel.

Unfortunately, she ran into the group of people she least wanted to meet at that moment.

Eve, Sean, and Lyla had come to the Ritz Carlton together at noon that day. Eve had suggested that the three of them have a nice meal and that they should all forget about the past misunderstandings and conflicts so that they could start living a good life again.

Meeting Myra at the door was something Eve hadn't expected.

However, contrary to Eve's belief, Myra was not depressed after divorcing Sean. Instead, she had a ruddy complexion, and there was a certain sweetness about her. She was wearing a light yellow ankle- length dress paired with a small vest. Her whole person was overflowing with shades of happiness.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Eve would never have believed this was Myra's current state.

After all, she clearly knew how much Myra liked her son. Unless it was a fake divorce, how could she be so happy?

When they saw Myra approaching, the three of them stopped, feeling a little embarrassed.

A flash of surprise crossed Myra's heart, but the hint of a sneer touched the corners of her lips. She wanted to ignore the three people in front of her and simply walk away, but suddenly, Eve's voice brought her footsteps to a halt.

"Myra, are you here for a meal too?"

There was a little hesitancy in her voice. Myra wanted to walk away, but somehow, Eve walked straight in front of her to stop her from moving forward. Myra wasn't sure if she had done it on purpose. Her brows furrowed slightly as she met the gaze of the three people in front of her, and she was extremely indifferent when she spoke. "Mrs. Chase, is there a problem?"

"Myra..." Eve used to like her very much, but after she took away half of the Chase Group's properties in Hilliville, she developed a strong sense of dislike toward Myra, and she even felt that she was a scheming person! She didn't expect that Myra would also turn up at the Ritz Carlton today as soon as they arrived. Eve figured that she must have come on purpose because she couldn't let go of Sean. Her tone turned deliberately patronizing. "Myra, Sean has indeed done you wrong, but you've divorced him, so it's better that you don't see each other so often to prevent any rumors from spreading." Myra could clearly see Eve's true colors now. Upon hearing what she said, she found Eve's statements ironic and amusing. Her gaze swept over Sean, and a mocking smile appeared on her lips. "I came here to eat, but you think that I came here deliberately to bump into you, Mrs. Chase?"

Eve frowned a little. "You're the most aware of your own intentions."

"I really don't understand. Mrs. Chase, don't you know who this hotel belongs to?" Myra looked at the woman in front of her while trying not to smile.

Not far away, the manager of the Ritz Carlton was hurrying over to them. As he got closer, the manager said kindly to Myra, "Miss Stark, Mr. Engelhard is already waiting for you inside."

"Mr. Johnson, please let Mr. Engelhard know that I'm being pestered by a few people that I've encountered, and I'll need to deal with them first. I'll go replace him later."

Myra was polite, and the manager, Aaron, immediately threw a vigilant glance at the three people. Seeing who they were, a trace of disgust flashed briefly across his eyes, then he pursed his lips and looked at Myra. "Miss Stark, do you want me to help you deal with them?"

Having said that, he beckoned the security personnel not far away from them.

Myra snorted when she saw the immediate change of expressions on the three people's faces. She said gently to Aaron, "It's okay; I can handle it myself. We ran into each other here, so they probably think that I'm still yearning for someone. Therefore, I just have to make things clear to prevent certain people from having any fantasies."

Sean's expression turned extremely nasty, and he pressed his lips into a straight line. "Myra, do you have to speak with a sting in your words? Have you forgotten how my mother used to treat you last time?" "I haven't forgotten." The spark in Myra's eyes instantly turned to disgust.

How can I forget? She had done so many filthy things to me.

Myra could restrain herself from pursuing the past, but it didn't mean that she had forgotten about it.

It was fine if everything was peaceful, but if someone insisted on replaceing fault with her, she wasn't going to be an easy target either!

"It's precisely because I remember Mrs. Chase's words that I should give a proper answer. Mrs. Chase, fifty percent of the Ritz Carlton belongs to me; I have the right to stand here more than anyone else. As for the three of you... Could it be that Sean deliberately brought you all here because he's still pining after me?"