Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean)
Chapter 317

It turned out that Gemma and Tony had an argument at the underground parking lot. She was blinded by anger, so she crashed her vehicle into his sports car. Coincidentally, a big truck was driving by, which meant that he could have noticed her speeding in his direction. He was left with no choice, but to accelerate forward to make an emergency turn. However, due to the sudden turn and the close proximity to the big truck, he crashed into it despite turning as quickly as he could. He may not have sustained fatal wounds, but he suffered from multiple severe injuries.

On the other hand, Gemma was in a much more severe condition because her driving skills were not on par with Tony. When she was driving toward him, she saw him making a turn with his car, but she did not do that in time. Hence, she crashed right into the big truck in front of her. By the time the ambulance arrived, Leo had heard from the doctor that she was at the brink of death.

Upon learning that she was still in the operation theater, Myra and the Hart Family were unable to replace it in them to empathize with her.

"She is such an evil woman. We have started doing business with the Walton Family again and this is her way of repaying us!" Sebastian was boiling with anger at this point.

Tony might always worry me while driving me up the wall, but he is my favorite youngest grandson, after all. I have been generous to the Walton Family by not marching over there to reprimand them, now that Tony has been harmed in such a horrible way,

The rest of the Hart Family looked extremely upset too.

The Walton Family had been acting in a proud manner. Since they returned to Bradfort City, they have been emphasizing on the glorious period their family once had in the past. In fact, they did lots of things that everybody disliked now that they were back in Bradfort City.

Hence, it was not difficult to imagine how the Hart Family felt now that the Walton Family had blatantly provoked them.

"Myra, don't worry. Uncle Tony will be waking up soon." Among the crowd, Henry was the only one observing Myra all along. He received the news just before he was about to sleep. Hence, he was adamant on tagging along to visit Tony. He was currently worried that Myra would be sad, so he approached her to hold onto her hand while softly reassuring her.

Myra was heartbroken, but she patted Henry's head. "Alright," she mumbled quietly.

Tony was physically strong, so the doctor advised everybody not to be worried. He urged everyone to head home and that it was sufficient to have only one person keep an eye on Tony.

Initially, Shawn wanted to remain and the whole family agreed that he was the best candidate, but Myra refused to leave. She wanted to stay to look after Tony. She was pregnant and she should be resting to begin with, but the two elderlies of the Hart Family took her feelings into account and agreed for her to stay. After that, they begged the nurse to prepare a single bed in the hospital room so that Myra could rest. Finally, when they were the only two left in the hospital room, she took a cup of water and a cotton bud. She made her way to Tony's bedside and she noticed that his thin lips were extremely dry. She knew how to look after him because she had taken care of her sick mother in the past as well.

She wet the cotton bud and she gently applied the wet tip across his lips repeatedly. It was only when half of the cup of water was gone that she stopped her actions. After washing her face and brushing her teeth, she slept beside him while still in her clothes.

In the silent night, Myra felt herself panicking. She didn't dare to hold Tony's hand, so she could only lean closer to him while mumbling quietly, "Tony, I was scared witless when I received the news of your car crash. Please do not scare me like that in the future, alright? Next time, do not rush home. It is not as though I'll leave. You must drive safely, you get me? Please stop sleeping. I am feeling scared..." She blinked her eyes, which stung due to it being dry, while taking a deep breath.

She wasn't sure when, but she had started to rely on him on such a level that it was beyond her expectation. When she saw the injuries he sustained, she would feel empty and at a loss. After a long time—Myra wasn't sure the period of time—she finally fell asleep.

Therefore, she did not notice when Tony moved his left fingers in the middle of the night. It could have been painful for him because he frowned deeper. After that, he slowly opened his eyes and he saw Myra, who was sleeping just beside him with the help of the dim street lights outside the ward. She did not sleep well because her brows were knitted in a frown and she seemed especially worried.

Upon recalling the car accident, his rising anger instantly vanished when he sensed her love. There was tenderness and gentleness in his eyes. However, his hands hurt badly, so he didn't dare to move casually. He merely gazed lovingly at her as she continued to sleep. Soon, he fell asleep too.

The next morning, Myra was woken up by the hushed tones of people conversing. The voices were barely a whisper, but she could not sleep soundly since she was worried about Tony's injuries. She woke up and realized that he was now awake after being asleep earlier. His bed had been adjusted to a higher position, whereas Serena was now feeding him breakfast.

He could not have breakfast on his own due to the injuries sustained on his hands. Therefore, he had a sour expression when she was feeding him. His movements were stiff when he opened his mouth for food.

"Myra, you're awake." Serena saw Myra waking up first.

She rubbed her eyes while sitting up. Then, she approached Tony in a rush before she sighed in relief after confirming that he was truly alright. She threw herself into his arms suddenly. He wanted to hold her, but Serena signaled him with a stern look to remind him that he shouldn't move his arms. Hence, he remained motionless when Myra wrapped her arms around his waist while she buried her face against his chest.

"I am fine now," he spoke softly just above Myra's head as he felt his heart turn to mush. He assumed that the car crash last night could have scared her to death.

Upon hearing that, she felt embarrassed. She wasn't sure what got into her, but she just yearned to hold Tony. She snapped back to her senses when she recalled that Serena was just beside them. Therefore, Myra released him from her arms shyly before she looked at Serena and greeted, "Serena..."

Serena grinned sheepishly. "Great, you are awake! Quickly feed your hubby. I can't keep doing it-I was just being kind by helping to feed him, but he's been glaring at me the entire morning. He has almost burned two holes on my hands."

Tony cocked his brow when he heard that, but he didn't seem embarrassed at all.

On the contrary, Myra felt slightly embarrassed when Serena addressed Tony as her 'hubby'. She got out of bed to wear her shoes. Then, she made her way to Serena to take over the bowl and spoon from her.

Serena tactfully rose to her full height. "I'll head out to have some breakfast first. I will be back to check on you two later." With that, she walked out of the hospital room and even closed the door behind her for their convenience.

When they were finally alone again, Myra looked at Tony from head-to-toe. After that, she scooped a spoonful of porridge to feed him.

His lips parted, but he did not take a bite from the spoon; instead, he repeated, "I am fine now."

His gaze was tender and she knew that he wanted her to relax. Her eyes started to redden as she answered him quietly, "You mustn't do this in the future."

"Alright." Tony nodded while promising her decisively.

She still had the spoon extended in mid-air and he had raised a brow at her when he said, "It's hot."

Myra immediately took the spoon away upon hearing that and she blew at it carefully before extending the spoon to his lips. She was annoyed when she noticed the twinkle of a smile in Tony's cunning gaze. There is only half a bowl of porridge left. How could it possibly still be hot? Therefore, she roughly shoved the spoon against his thin lips.

He was at a loss for words when he opened his mouth. "I am the patient."