Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean)
Chapter 515

As Heather walked out of the apartment, the cold breeze hit her face and it brought upon a wave of coldness. However, she couldn't stop thinking of Leon's words; he actually made a lot of sense. Perhaps making use of Matthias is the most logical decision right now. However, the thought of having to become entangled with Matthias once again deterred her from making this move. As far as things were right now, Caleb hadn't made his move just yet.

She didn't go to her car immediately after walking out of the housing compound; instead, she decided to take a walk around the area. Normally, she felt better after taking a walk when she was in a bad mood and presently, she enjoyed being out on this bitterly cold night.

There was a drop in temperature on this cool, fall night and it slowly seeped into her. The cold air flowed through her jacket so she quickly wrapped herself up tightly. Today, she was dressed quite thinly and the bone-chilling cold air on such a night reawakened her senses, making her feel quite refreshed by it. This was indeed a bitterly cold, fall night.

Recently, it rained quite frequently and each time it did, the temperature outdoors would drop further. As such, the coldness seemed to hit earlier this year compared to the previous years. It felt like they had jumped straight from a hot summer's day to a blustery cold, fall night. Meanwhile, Heather stared at the fallen leaves on the ground and took a deep breath of cold air.

This breath of cold air cooled her down immediately and she curled up her lips into a smile, somehow enjoying this perverse feeling. The breath she exhaled was quite warm and she tried to warm her hands by blowing a stream of hot air on them. Although the warmth hit her hands, it didn't manage to warm her heart, which was slowly turning colder and colder.

Her current location was quite deserted so there weren't that many passersby on the street. The quiet night brought upon a terrifying vibe in the surroundings. Heather kept walking further along, all the while feeling lonely. Suddenly, a car stopped right in front of her.

She stared silently at the person in the car who rolled the window down. The face of the person who stared back at her looked quite honest. However, she didn't recall meeting this guy before so she looked at him warily. Despite his honest look, she knew it was quite important to keep her guard up among strangers.

"Hi there! Do you need a ride?" The slightly plump, middle-aged man had a rich, baritone voice.

"No thanks," she rejected him with a darkened expression. There must be something wrong with this guy!

The middle-aged man heard her rejection and subsequently opened his car door to get out of his car. Meanwhile, she furrowed her brows slightly and her body went into alert mode. I definitely won't let him off lightly if he dares to do anything to me!

"Are you Miss Langston?" He asked with an honest, straightforward voice. He had a down-to-earth look which somehow managed to make one lower their guard.

Suddenly, Heather came to her senses and displayed a combative stance. "Yes, I am." She maintained an impassive look on her face, but her cool and aloof expression naturally exuded a rejecting vibe. "A gentleman sent me here to fetch you," he carefully explained himself. Currently, Heather gave out a dangerous vibe and he was fairly terrified of her.

The person who had hired him had warned him in advance that she wasn't an ordinary woman; in fact, she was usually quite wary of strangers and she might be combative too. However, he had brushed off the person's words back then. The photo he had seen of her seemed to indicate that she was quite pure and innocent but unexpectedly, she possessed a commandeering aura when he was faced with her. "Gentleman? What does he look like?" She questioned him quite forcefully. It felt like she was targeted by someone.

Immediately, Heather looked around at her surroundings. Although she didn't catch sight of anyone, she could sense that there was a pair of eyes fixated upon her. This feeling was quite uncomfortable and she was keen to replace out who was behind all this.

"Miss Langston, I'm not too sure what's going on too. He contacted me by phone and transferred the money into my bank account directly, so I had no choice but to accept this job," The middle-aged man sounded quite resigned; it seemed that the person behind all this was quite domineering.

"I don't need a ride, so stop bothering me." She looked at him coldly. He had disrupted her mood to stroll around the neighborhood and she was quite annoyed by that.

"Miss Langston, I have to escort you back home safely. It's my assigned task today," He pleaded with her to the point where there were beads of perspiration that formed on his forehead. "That's not necessary, and I really don't want to keep repeating myself." Heather turned her back on him with an annoyed look on her face. She no longer wanted to continue arguing with him.

"I'm sorry but could you please help me out with this task here? I'll be punished if I don't complete it," he said with a dejected look on his face. His current expression paired with his honest look could obviously gain one's sympathy.

"This is a pointless task, so who cares whether you complete it or not? Besides, whether you get punished or not has got nothing to do with me at all," Heather commented quite nonchalantly. This had nothing to do with her after all, so there was really no point in emotionally blackmailing her.

The man did not expect her callousness at all and he planned to pull at her heartstrings in the hopes that he could complete his task successfully. Surprisingly though, she left him with those words. "Please don't make my life difficult." He looked at her fretfully. Meanwhile, he had run out of ideas on how to get her to hop into his car.

"You'd better stop bothering me or else I'll call the cops on you!" She retorted with a cold voice. It looks like this guy doesn't have any dangerous weapons on him so he won't be a match for me if we come to blows.

All of a sudden, he became quite frightened by the dark vibes this woman gave off. She never regarded herself as a nice person. On the contrary, she had a dark side to her that was usually hidden from the public. Right now, she had no qualms in revealing her worst side to this stranger, who was continuously pestering her. In the past, she had come out unscathed in her fight with five strapping guys and presently, her expression was exactly the same as back then.

"Miss Langston, could you please help me out here?" he pleaded. However, the thing that Heather hated the most was to be forced into doing something she was unwilling to do. Besides, she couldn't stand the pleas of this strapping bloke in front of her.

"You can inform the person who employed you that I don't need a ride from you. Get him to come over here personally to send me home," Heather muttered her words slowly. However, her rejection was clearly evident.

In the end, the man gave up as soon as he realized that she was about to lose her patience with him; he could clearly sense the danger in this situation. Suddenly, he recalled the reminder he was given and couldn't help but worry that she might attack him. In the end, he hurriedly re-entered his car.

With each step that Heather took, the car trailed behind her steadfastly. She was quite aware that this man had no ill intentions but this behavior evoked her displeasure. Meanwhile, she tried hard to suppress her anger and treated the car behind her as if it was invisible.

Just then, she neared her breaking point and decided to head back to her car. Since I can't take a stroll by myself, then I might as well go home early! Heather mulled this over quickly and tried to come up with a way to replace out the identity of the person who had sent such an annoying guy. Initially, Matthias' face flashed across her mind but then she immediately corrected herself because she knew that he wouldn't resort to such pointless moves.

"Who's the one behaving so pointlessly here?" she gritted out through clenched teeth.

And so, she kept walking for quite a distance until she saw her car. Without hesitation, she headed to her car and yanked open the car door. Meanwhile, the middle-aged man trailed behind her closely. She shut the door and drove back home. From her rearview mirror, she could clearly see the middle-aged man trailing after her in his flashy, red Ferrari. It looks like he is fairly wealthy too, so I wonder who could threaten him into doing this.

Meanwhile, Heather increased her speed but the man did so as well and followed closely behind her. It was only then that she wondered whether she had encountered a lunatic here. Oh gosh! He's still following me at the speed I'm going! Does he have a death wish? As for Heather, she had conveniently forgotten that she was also risking her own life with her reckless actions.

Suddenly, she received a text from an unknown number. "Don't speed. You're a woman and you should take care of yourself." Heather stared at the text with a bewildered expression. Just then, her sense of being targeted heightened drastically.

Right after that, she slowed down her car. Looks like the guy has great driving skills too. she thought to herself as she tried hard to calm down. Meanwhile, she was quite close to the Langston Residence and she was also curious as to what the guy would do.

Soon after that, she arrived home and parked her car at the entrance. However, she didn't bother to park her car in the garage but stopped at the entrance. Just then, the red Ferrari stopped behind her too, and the middle-aged man stared at her from afar as she turned around to glare at him.

She saw him smile at her with a friendly look while saying, "I've completed my task. I'm sorry for bothering you so much. Have a good night's sleep."

As soon as he finished his baffling sentence, he then drove off right away. Heather stood there with her eyes narrowed into thin slits as she wondered, What is the motive of the person behind all this? Suddenly, the door to the Langston Residence swung open from the inside. She slowly made her way in while the butler stood by the entrance, looking at her with a respectful look on his face.

Normally, he would be asleep by now and it was usually the security guard on night duty who opened the door for her. She didn't expect to see him tonight, so she looked at him with an incredulous expression and noted his struggling look.

All in all, today was quite a baffling day for Heather and she had encountered one weird situation after the other. Just then, she initiated the conversation and said, "Could you please park my car into the garage?"

He took the car keys from her hands and politely agreed, "Sure, Miss Heather."

Heather stared at his familiar smiling face but felt that something was amiss. As such she asked nonchalantly, "Why are you still up so late at night?"

"I woke up all of a sudden and came out for a stroll. Coincidentally, you got home at the same time." His expression revealed his anxiety and Heather caught sight of that quite perceptively. She didn't understand why he lied to her but she softened her expression anyway. She realized that her expression was quite terrifying, perhaps due to her earlier frustrations.

"Thanks. I'll go back to my room now." She forced out a smile, which only served to cause further anxiety to the butler. Right now, each and every single expression she gave out was honestly quite intimidating.

Meanwhile, Heather's thoughts were all jumbled up and she couldn't seem to make much sense of it. Can everything possibly be linked? She felt like she was currently lost in a maze and had to make her way out but then she kept running into dead ends. However, she felt like she was actually very close to replaceing her way out, despite all the blockages. That being said, this current feeling frustrated her very much.

The first thing she did upon entering her bedroom was to open up all the windows because she couldn't stand the smell of incense inside her room. Besides, this was the only way she could get some fresh air from outdoors. She took a deep breath and inhaled in the cold air to awaken her senses.

Regardless of everything, she was determined to figure out what was going on right now. She then took out her phone and immediately sent a text to the unknown number.

'Who are you? Why did you stalk me?' Heather was quite worried that the other party would ignore her text and she clearly knew that there was no way of tracing that number. Surely, he was quite powerful to be able to keep track of her without revealing himself. All of his actions indicated that too, but she hoped that he would reveal himself to her willingly.

Although she was quite confident that he would eventually have to reveal himself, she hated this feeling of being kept in the dark. Ever since Caleb appeared in my life, I've been having all these strange encounters, she couldn't help but grumble to herself.