Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean)
Chapter 446

For the entire day, Myra didn't care much about Tony because he pulled a prank on her early in the morning. This time, Tony had pushed it a little too far though, for they almost ended up in a roleplay this morning, and Myra looked like an aggrieved little wife.

Still, Tony couldn't figure out why she was so mad. He merely pretended to be asleep and made her touch a spot which she thought to be very sensitive, but he didn't expect that she would jump out of bed in a huff. Even after he repented within himself, he still couldn't figure it out. Perhaps, he didn't understand that she was mad because she thought that she finally got the chance to sneak up on him, but everything was actually under his control.

Later in Stark Group's office, Myra was busy with work. The company was now on track, unaffected by the change of ownership. Cameron's whereabouts were unknown, and he might pose a danger in the future, but she wouldn't exterminate him since everything was on track now, and she was satisfied that she was able to get back what was rightfully hers.

As she flipped through the documents, she recalled what happened in the morning, and a smile spread across her face when she remembered Tony's face when he was at a loss. In fact, she wasn't really mad at him at all, but just playing around with him.

Most likely, he was only acting like this in front of her. Comparing him to herself, she thought that the contrast in him was even more bewildering. After some time, he sent her a sticker through Messenger.

The sight of the sticker brightened up her smile. It was a sticker of a character from the Rage Comic series with the words, 'Darling, please don't ignore me.' The expression on the sticker was on-point and amusing.

You're not the only one who has stickers, Myra thought as she sent a sticker as a reply. The one she sent had the words in bold, 'The sender rejected your message.' Seeing that Myra had stopped ignoring him, Tony grinned unwittingly. They were so passionately in love that they could catch up with the young couples nowadays.

Using stickers to communicate the minute they got into a fight, they exhausted the stickers they'd saved up, and it was Myra who stopped in the end. Scrolling back to review their conversation, she felt that they were so childish because they only used stickers from the beginning until the end, but it amused her very much.

"You're so childish, Tony," she said with a chuckle.

Finally, Myra had sent him some text, and Tony breathed a sigh of relief. There were all sorts of bizarre reasons that could set a woman off, and he could only tolerate it no matter how ridiculous it was. 'What are you doing?' Tony sent her a proper text this time.

Myra took a glance at the piled up documents in front of her and rubbed her temples. There was still so much work left to do, and she replied simply, 'Working hard now. Let's stop here. I'm busy.' She wanted to stop texting him because she had to prioritize work when she was at work.

Just when they could finally chat a little, she decided to cut it short. However, he could only go along with her, and after thinking about it, he sent another sticker to her.

It was a sticker with the word 'OK' written in a huge font. She took a glance at it and placed down her phone in contempt, wondering where he got all his stickers from. The stickers she had on her Messenger were all saved up from the conversations she had with others, and when she thought about Tony doing the same thing, she found that situation a little hard to imagine.

After putting away the messy thoughts in her mind, she lectured herself in her head. I've always been a serious person at work, but I'm now being led astray by Tony. This is not good. I have to continue to work hard.

When it was evening, she stayed back at work. As she was taken out of office by Tony on the previous day, a lot of work was left unfinished because she missed a day at work. Hence, she had to work harder on this day by working overtime. While Tony was already done, she was still working.

When he arrived at her office, she was still in the midst of work, so he cleared his throat softly to catch her attention. Lifting her head, she saw him, and immediately, a smile appeared on her face unwittingly. There were some people who were simply able to put a smile on her face whenever she saw them.

Putting up a stern face, he asked, "Did you ask for my permission to work overtime while you're still carrying my child?"

The way he stared at her made her feel really guilty, and his question put her in the wrong. Before this, he had already told her that she could work, but with proper time management and not overloading herself.

In Tony's eyes, working overtime was an unforgivable act, and the look in his eyes turned stricter. However, Myra merely looked at him innocently; there was only a little left to her work, and she really didn't want to put it off until the next day.

"Can you show some leeway, Tony?" she begged in a cute tone. There's just a little left, she thought, still holding the pen tightly in her hand.

He walked closer to her and snatched the pen away from her hand, saying, "No."

In an aggrieved voice, she said, "There's just a bit left and I'll be all done. I don't want to leave it for tomorrow because the work will build up again." She had deliberately softened her voice so that he could let her have her way.

A frown appeared between his brows as he said, "Take a seat on the couch. I'll take care of the rest for you." Even though he came to that decision by himself, she decided it was best not to argue with him, so she gave up her seat.

Without a doubt, it was a breeze for Tony to deal with work as this was one of his capabilities. After sitting in her place with a serious look, he began going through the documents expertly. Although it was a different company, the work was about the same. Moreover, he was rather familiar with the Stark Group.

Hence, within a short time, he had finished her final bit of work of the day, and he looked at her. "Do you need to go through these as well?" Seeing that there was still a pile of documents on the far right corner, he asked if those had to be dealt with as well.

"No. I'll go through those slowly by myself." That pile was not just any simple documents; many complications lay within as those were the problems left behind by the company previously. Therefore, she needed to take her time with it.

By the time they reached home, the sky had already turned dark. Even Sebastian and Lisa thought that they were home late on this day. Myra stuck out her tongue at Tony discreetly and they exchanged a look without taking the older couple's words to heart.

Then, they nodded in unison and promised that they wouldn't do it again. Lisa even specially told her, "Your health is the most important. Don't work so hard."

Hurriedly, Myra nodded in agreement; it was true that she had been working too hard as a pregnant woman, and this wouldn't do any good for her child's development.

She should combine work with rest, but she had been too concerned about Stark Group recently. With that thought in mind, she decided to visit the florist the next day. It had been a while since she was there the last time, and it was about time for her to relax with a visit there.

The next day, Myra specially asked Heather out to the florist. Coincidentally, Heather didn't have much to do on that day, and she freed up her morning to visit her at the florist.

Early in the morning, Heather dealt with her work at hand quickly and found an excuse to slip out of the office. As usual, she drove her small car, which she liked very much. It was a tiny two-seater car, and she felt very cozy being in the car, feeling as though she was wrapped in it.

When she reached Myra's florist, she saw that she was learning flower arrangement from Sharon, the florist in her store. Thinking that it was interesting, she joined them, and they only stopped when they both came up with pieces they were happy with.

Looking around at the decorations of the store, Heather then said with a smile, "It's decorated very beautifully and in a very creative way." After all, Myra came from a design background. So, the place wouldn't turn out bad with her participation in the decoration.

"How have you been, working in the Langston Group recently?" Myra asked. It appeared to her that Heather was in a good mood, and she was the kind of person who could do well regardless of where she

was.

However, Heather waved her hand and replied, "Things at the Langston Group are a headache. Blake is getting more and more unreasonable." The mention of this made her disgruntled because she didn't think that Blake would resort to that sort of tactic to deal with her.

"What happened?" Ever since they were young, Myra had often listened to Heather's complaints about Blake, and she would usually go along with her.

"I thought he wouldn't joke around with the company's interests, but he's now even more extreme and doesn't care about the company's interests simply because he wants to put me down in front of others," she explained helplessly. All in all, he shouldn't have disregarded the company's interests.

Surprised, Myra thought that even though Blake was a little annoying, Heather had always said that he had the thoughts of their family and company on his mind. However, looking at things now, it seemed that Blake's paranoia had worsened, and Myra always had a bad feeling about this guy, who was a rich brat and a womanizer. "So how do you plan to retaliate?" she asked. Based on her understanding of Heather, Myra knew that she wasn't a sitting duck, and would definitely retaliate.

Spreading her hands, Heather replied, "I really don't plan to fight with him this time." This answer caught Myra by surprise because she didn't expect that she had no plans of fighting back. Heather tilted her head and grabbed a bunch of baby's-breath flowers to her nose to take a whiff. "This soft scent is very refreshing." It seemed like she didn't want to continue with this topic any longer.

Myra was a tactful person as well, so she decided to end the topic with Langston Group. After some hesitation, she decided to get straight to the point with what she had in mind. "I have a favor to ask of you," she said with a mysterious grin on her lips.

Seeing how she appeared, Heather could immediately guess what was on her mind, and she smiled sheepishly as well. "Things are going well between you and Tony, right? So you're expecting an expensive gift from me because you're getting married, huh?" Judging from how brightly Myra was smiling, she could easily guess what her friend was thinking. Heather was an intelligent woman, and that sort of blissfulness Myra was emanating was clear for all to see, so it wasn't hard to make a guess.

"You have to be my maid of honor," Myra said determinedly. She was a little worried that Heather might not agree because she did mention that she didn't like to be a bridesmaid.

Previously, when someone in her family was getting married and asked her to be a bridesmaid, she would turn them down without a second thought. However, she merely paused for a second at Myra's request before giving her a firm response.

"Maid of honor? Then I have to dress prettily! And you better get a best man who's tall and handsome." She agreed so readily that Myra felt the weight was lifted off her shoulders instantly. The only suitable person to be her maid of honor was no one else but Heather.

After a few seconds, Heather added with a solemn expression, "I've dedicated my first time to you, so remember this-I should be the only bridesmaid because I don't want to be placed in a group of bridesmaids with other girls." Heather always liked to be the only one, and this request was within Myra's expectations.

Nodding, she agreed with a smile. Heather seems a little livelier and happier today, Myra thought. I wonder what's making her so happy. Looks like what's happening at Langston Group isn't affecting her mood at all. However, she still noticed something and felt that there were some small changes happening with Heather.

There were some changes that even Heather didn't notice; she didn't imagine that Matthias would bring about such a change in her. Ever since Valentine's Day, she had deliberately kept her distance from him to emphasize the distance they should keep from each other so that they wouldn't take it too seriously.