Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean)
Chapter 381

"It wasn't just unpleasant!" Myra curled her lips. "We even had a quarrel; he negated everything about the time he spent with my mother and expressed his stance. Also, he'll never give us ten percent of the Stark Group's shares."

"It's even better if he doesn't give us the shares." Tony curled his thin lips into a smile and opened his starry eyes-they were bright and dazzling as if they had sucked in all the stars in the world. Then, he kissed Myra on the lips and said, "He'll still be a shareholder of the Stark Group if he gives us the shares. If he doesn't..." He sneered, but as he stared at Myra's face, he softened his expression and stroked her long hair with his hand. "The part of the Stark Group that belongs to him will belong to you."

Somehow, Myra couldn't help but feel embarrassed when she met Tony's affectionate gaze while sitting on his lap. Deciding to simply let the chips fall where they may, she planted a kiss on the man's thin lips and looked at his eyes. "Cameron said something else just now."

"What did he say?" Tony's gaze seemed to darken somewhat. Suddenly, he turned Myra over so that her back was facing him. Myra could only look back since she couldn't see him, but the man behind her kissed her on the lips as soon as she did so.

As his kiss slowly grew in intensity, Myra pushed him away with great difficulty and glared at him in embarrassment and annoyance. "I'm still talking to you, Tony!"

However, Tony suddenly scooped her up in his arms and walked into the lounge, all the while staring at Myra's eyes with his smiley eyes. "Just say what you want to say. I'm listening!"

Myra flushed crimson in an instant, for she couldn't help overthinking things at the sight of the look in Tony's eyes and what he was doing! "You're not going to do it in broad daylight, are " Tony paused for a moment before his eyes darkened. "I'm dying for a smoke, Myra."

"Go out and smoke then," Myra replied quickly. Tony had almost completely quit smoking as of late; he was worried about the baby in her womb. Whenever he wanted to smoke, he would stay away from her.

Tony took the opportunity to put her onto the bed, but he threw himself on top of her instead of leaving. "I think there's a better way to quit smoking."

"You have a meeting a while later, Tony!" Myra's head was almost aflame as she put her hands on the man's chest. "Don't... Can't you wait until tonight..."

"You've been putting the baby above everything else every single time because of your pregnancy..." There seemed to be a trace of grievance in the man's voice.

Meanwhile, Myra was on the verge of speechlessness!

"Myra..." The man's chest had pressed down on Myra as he planted one kiss after another on her neck. He breathed warm air onto her face and neck, giving her an itchy and tingling sensation.

Myra put her arms around the neck of the man on top of her in resignation. "Be gentle. I'll be pregnant for three full months in another two days."

"Really?" Tony's eyes grew even darker as he kissed Myra on the lips again with joy in his voice. "It seems that you miss me too, Myra..." He chuckled.

Myra blushed all the way to her neck. "Who is missing you?! I'm getting up if you don't want to."

She pretended to get up, but the man held her down right away with all his might, for it was at this moment that he was most thick-skinned. "I'm the one who's missing you, of course. I can't wait to—" "Tony!" Myra was so annoyed and amused that she simply silenced Tony by kissing him on the lips.

When the man finished making out with Myra to his heart's content, she was already too tired to move her fingers. However, a thought came into her mind at that moment. She tugged at the man's arm, snuggled up against him, and looked up at the man. "Earlier today, Cameron said that I'm exploiting you to get rid of my past failed marriage and get my hands on the Stark Group... I thought about it. Even though I don't have that idea, things are developing in that direction... What will you think of me?" Myra was somewhat nervous when she asked this question. After all, what Cameron said was indeed the

outcome.

Tony frowned slightly before kissing her on the forehead. "Is Cameron someone who will make you feel good when you refuse to invest in his company?"

Myra shook her head. "Of course not." At this moment, Cameron probably hated her guts and wished that he didn't have a daughter like her!

"That settles it then. Now that he doesn't want to make you feel good, are you really going to do as he wishes?" Tony felt a sense of satisfaction as he tightened his arms around Myra's body. His thin lips curved in a smile as he thought to himself, As expected, it's not bad to quit smoking in such a way. This method can be recommended for frequent use.

Myra shook her head. "No, I'm not," she replied. However, she then looked at Tony again. "Let's put his wishes aside. What do you think when both of us are concerned?"

Seeing the persistent look in Myra's eyes, Tony felt somewhat helpless. Then, he kissed her on the forehead and replied, "If this is considered exploitation, I'll only be too eager for you to take advantage of me and bleed me dry! Or..." He darted a look at her body with undisguised lust before planting a hickey on her neck. "You may also bleed me dry in another way."

Myra was rendered speechless; she felt that she had grossly underestimated how thick-skinned the man in front of her could be. With that, she simply turned over and ignored him. When he noticed that she had gotten angry, Tony let out a chuckle and coaxed her, "You're my woman, so I'm doing these things just to make you happy; this has nothing to do with someone else or your wishes. In fact, I'll give you the Stark Group even if you don't want it. As for your previous marriage, it doesn't even require mentioning-how am I going to win your love without getting rid of your previous marriage?"

His words sent a warm current flowing through Myra's heart, and she turned over again. "You like speaking honeyed words more and more now."

Tony readily went along with her. "Well, do you like it?"

"What are you going to do if I say that I don't like it?" Myra deliberately made things difficult for him.

Tony had a look of meaningful joy in his eyes. "In that case, I'll take action directly instead of speaking."

Myra glared at him as she was rendered speechless by his words. This b*stard! Then, after hesitating for a moment, she said to him, "Also... Olivia sent me a text message just now." Tony was a good listener. "What did she say?"

"She just thanked me."

Tony nodded impassively. "That's pretty nice. She knows to be grateful."

"You know that this isn't what I mean!" Myra glared at him again.

Tony laughed in resignation. "I can arrange a meeting between you two if you're willing to see her, Myra. Of course, no one will force you if you can't get over this."

Myra twisted her fingers together, her feelings conflicted. "Doesn't her mother's surgery have a high probability of success? Isn't she only 12 or 13 years old? Is she enduring everything alone without help from anyone else?

"Yeah." Tony was impressed by the little girl as well. "She's a precocious child. I don't think she would've bothered you if it weren't for her mother's illness."

"I know that." Myra took a deep breath. "Just give me more time; I'll make the decision when I finish organizing my thoughts."

"Okay."

The next meeting had been postponed to the afternoon. Since it so happened that Tony was going out to do something, Myra followed him out of the Hart Group's building and went to her small flower shop. The two employees stayed dutifully in the shop while she was away, though they didn't sell many flowers that day.

Just then, the florist handed Myra a document in a brown paper bag. "The man who asked for you yesterday came again, Miss Stark. He left this thing behind and asked us to hand it to you when you're here." Myra frowned slightly at the sight of the document. She had made everything clear to Sean the day before, but he didn't seem to listen to her at all!