Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean)
Chapter 38

Sasha did not conceal the emotions in her gaze at all-it was obviously burning with affection, but at the same time, it contained the subtlety of a young girl. No matter how oblivious Myra was, she could still notice Sasha's intentions and thought, Looks like she is fond of Tony. It's not much of a surprise. Not many women can hold themselves from a perfect man like him.

There were some mixed emotions inside Myra, so she turned and smiled awkwardly. "Oh."

Then, Sasha turned her head to talk with Tony again.

Myra felt bored and saw a can of coconut juice that was placed in front of her on the table. This is weird. Why is everyone on the table given a wine glass poured with red wine while I only have a can of coconut juice in front of me?

Without thinking much about it, she immediately picked it up and tried to open it.

However, her palms were probably sweaty because she had clenched her fists earlier, which prevented her from opening the can.

It had frustrated her to the point where sweat beads started to form on her forehead.

Suddenly, a hand holding a cigarette stretched out to her from the side.

While talking with Sasha, Tony inadvertently took the can of coconut juice away from her hand.

With his slender and delicate fingers, he held a cigarette between his index and middle finger while his remaining fingers grabbed her can of coconut juice. His movement was elegant and gave him the charm of a mature man. The moment he grabbed the can, Myra immediately thought about that night when he kissed her while holding her hands on top of her head...

Her face instantly flushed as her body stiffened.

After he grabbed the can, he stuck the cigarette in his lips and squinted his eyes. He held the can with one hand while opening it with another. With a 'click' sound, the can was opened and he casually handed it back to her.

In the meantime, Myra's eyes were already filled with mixed emotions, but he remained indifferent and she did not want to reveal much of her emotions. So, she also acted in a casual manner when she received the can from him. Then, she placed it close to her lips and took a small sip with both her eyes lowered.

Leo and Logan, who were watching everything happen at the dinner table, looked at each other with a hint of joy in their eyes.

After Sasha observed the scene before her, she furrowed her eyes. I can't wait any longer.

After dinner, everyone returned to their rooms as they needed to pack their luggage before leaving tomorrow.

Myra had already packed everything in her room, but her heart just could not calm down.

"Try to calm down. I need to submit the draft in three or four days. This time, I'll definitely secure the Sunny Bay Project." She tried to continuously convince herself that she was merely nervous as a result of the deadline that was around the corner.

However, it was almost 11:00PM and she still could not fall asleep.

Therefore, she thought of heading out for a walk. Just as she changed her shoes at the entrance, she suddenly heard a knock coming from next door.

Of course, she clearly knew who stayed next door, but it was already late at night. Does Mr. Clark still have something to report?

While she was still confused, the door next to her room was opened. After a moment of silence, the shy gentle voice of a girl was heard. "Mr. Hart, since we are leaving tomorrow, I would like to thank you tonight for what you've done for the Hay Group during this period. This is a bottle of red wine that my dad asked me to bring. He has kept it for more than 10 years because he couldn't bear to drink it. I'm not sure whether you are free tonight to have a drink?"

Myra felt that the voice was familiar because it belonged to Sasha.

She was instantly stunned as her body froze while she changed her shoes. A woman actively looking for a man to drink wine with late at night so that they can be drunk together... Combined with the fact that she has been showing affection toward Tony lately... It's not hard to guess what her intentions are.

Myra could not help but quietly open the room door to create a gap. From her angle, she could clearly observe the scene outside Tony's room. With just a glance, her brows immediately tightened.

Sasha was well dressed-she wore a pink figure hugging hip dress without any shoulder straps with a thin layer inside. The attire had two lines on each of her sides that revealed her thighs. On the outside, she only wore a thin silk cloth with her hair loosely drawn behind her head while her face was covered with a slight delicate makeup. Even though her body was small, she had a distinctive and gorgeous body shape. At that moment, she was holding a tray with her right hand while her left hand slightly supported her body. On the tray was a bottle of red wine and two wine glasses, making her look even more charming.

What Myra saw immediately confirmed Sasha's intentions as she tightly furrowed her brows.

In fact, Sasha had other intentions.

She had met Tony a long time ago and immediately fell in love with the heir to the Hart Group. This time, she wanted to collaborate with them-not only because it would benefit the Hay Group, but also because she wanted to approach him and marry him.

However, Sasha did not know what kind of a person he was, so she did not dare to make her move at first. When she noticed that he treated Myra differently, she started to panic a little. She did not want to admit that she was afraid by the presence of a married woman, so she planned to strike early to prevent any further delays.

Seeing the innocent yet coquettish woman in front of him, he squinted his sharp narrow eyes as he leaned his whole body against the door frame. It made him look like a beautiful and graceful god. When Sasha noticed him thoroughly glancing at her from head to toe, she started to flush a little. For some reason, her body shivered awkwardly while she lowered her head shyly. "Mr. Hart-" "I am free tonight, but I don't want to waste it on some red wine."

Tony crossed his arms in front of his chest while his slender legs leaned on each other, which illustrated a casual posture. However, he spoke in a cold voice.

At first, Sasha was dumbfounded, but when she returned to her senses, she felt a burst of joy. I was only trying to be subtle tonight to test him, but I didn't expect him to be proactive. Why didn't I come to him sooner?

While looking at the sturdy figure in front of her, she could almost guess how firm and strong that body was under the white pajamas. As her body burned, she felt her mouth drying up while her heart was on the verge of popping out of her chest. "Oh, I'm fine with it. Mr. Hart, do you want to talk or do something else? I can accompany you..."

She took a step forward and tried to lean on Tony. However, before she could reach the man in front of her, he had already taken a step aside. It caused her to fall heavily on the door frame as she could not withdraw her body in time. Immediately, she felt a pain in her jaw as she quickly grabbed hold of the red wine on the tray.

"Miss Hay, looks like you are also doing this kind of business on a part-time basis." Tony stood aside while his lips twitched indifferently, as if he did not notice that the woman in front of him had fallen. "Miss Hay, do you like to take the bus?"

Sasha was stunned, but the stiffness was forcibly removed as she forced an even softer smile. "Mr. Hart, are you joking with me? How can people like us travel by bus?"

After that, Tony seemed to let out a laugh. It was enough to cause Sasha's breath to stop while her eyes were filled with affection toward him. However, the moment she saw the coldness in the man's eyes, she could not help but tremble inside. Then, his voice was heard without any trace of warmth. "You're right. There are many people who take the bus every day. After a day, not only is it dirty, but it is messy too. Miss Hay, I wonder how much better you are compared to a bus."

Sasha's face froze as she understood the meaning behind the man's words afterward. Instantly, her expression changed. By comparing me with a bus, is he saying that I'm... dirty and messy?!