Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean)
Chapter 90

The faint light of the wall lamp shone obliquely on Sean from behind, making his figure seem even taller and more erect in the light as he stood in front of the French window in the bedroom.

Unlike Tony's mixed-race-like nobleness and elegance, Sean's facial features belonged to a more typical Asian. His high brow ridge made his eyes look very refined, and the thin lips below his tall nose had a heartless and unfeeling quality similar to Tony's. However, compared to Tony's impassiveness, Sean's iciness was immature and partly affected. Perhaps Sean can become someone like Tony one day...

As the idea crossed Lyla's mind, her eyes took on a touch of sorrow; she stopped wiping her hair dry and replied bitterly, "Sean... of course I love you! It's just that... if you regret it and want to chase after Myra again... I-I won't blame you..."

Seeing Lyla's sorrowful expression, Sean knew that his marriage to Myra over the past two years had hurt her deeply. He then sighed softly while tightening his arms around the woman before him. "Lyla... you know what kind of life I've been living over the last two years; even Myra could tell that I have been waiting for you all the time. Don't worry, for I've never loved her; I was merely caring about my employee as a boss just now. After all, she's the Chase Group's best designer. Lyla, you're the one I love and the woman I want to marry..."

He only felt that his heart was overflowing with tender feelings at this moment. But why did my heart suddenly jump when I said I never loved Myra?

"Sean..." Lyla was moved to tears again. She had just come out of the bathroom in Sean's bathrobe after taking a shower. Fairhill Villa had only his bathrobe, which trailed on the ground and was loose around the waist as it was a bit too large for her size, making her waist seem so slim that it could be held with an arm. In particular, the deep cleavage between her breasts...

Staring at her cleavage, Sean only felt that the arms he wrapped around the woman before him were burning, and his eyes darkened at once. After two years of waiting, the woman he loved was finally in his

arms...

"Sean... I love you..." Suddenly, Lyla stood on tiptoe and tremblingly pressed her lips to Sean's thin lips. Like a pure and fresh flower bud, she sucked on his thin lips bit by bit, slowly flirting with the man before her like her former self. Then, Sean unexpectedly loosened his hold on her waist, allowing the beautiful and naked body underneath the bathrobe to come before his eyes the next second.

Lyla's face was full of coyness, but she suddenly closed her eyes and daringly flung herself into Sean's arms. Moving close to his ear, she whispered intimately, "Sean... I have never slept with other men... over the past two years... I have always been... waiting for you-mmm..."

Right after she pronounced the word 'you', she was kissed on the lips by the man before her. The next second, he scooped her up in his arms and walked straight toward the large bed nearby...

Realizing that Eve no longer went to the Chase Group to look for her, Myra started coming back to the company occasionally to deal with her accumulating work there. In fact, she was planning to hand in her resignation to the company these days; since her marriage to Sean would come to an end these days, she didn't want to be still working in the Chase Group after the divorce.

More gossip had been circulating in the Chase Group these days. Seeing Myra coming to the office, Tilly quickly came up to her. "Miss Stark, you must have no idea that Director Chase has gotten himself another new girlfriend these days! She's said to be a pianist residing in the United States who has returned to the country recently!"

"Yeah, that's right! Everyone is betting on how long Director Chase will date this pianist residing in the United States! But let me tell you something in secret..." Tilly lowered her voice. "I heard that this woman is Director Chase's first love!"

"Then Director Chase will probably settle down this time," Myra answered ambiguously.

"That's not necessarily so." Tilly shook her head, though. "Director Chase is a womanizer, so who would he settle down with? For a man like him, who can have countless women throwing themselves at him with a crook of his finger, only the unattainable women are the best. Just you wait they definitely won't be together for long," she uttered before taking an apple and munching on it. Then, recalling something, she couldn't help adding, "He's unlike my Dreamboat Tony, whom one can tell at a glance is a virtuous man who keeps his integrity! Whoever can marry him must be extremely lucky!"

The more Tilly talked, the more enthusiastic she became, and she even began gesticulating wildly.

Myra had grown accustomed to the way Tilly behaved like a fangirl at the mention of Tony, so she couldn't help shaking her head and chuckling. After sorting out some documents in the Chase Group for a while, she went to the Hart Group for a meeting and spent the afternoon supervising the construction site.

A few days passed with nothing out of the ordinary, but perhaps because she had suddenly lost her life's goals and directions, Myra unexpectedly felt at sea. She drove around in her car after leaving the construction site, but in the end, she had no idea where she wanted to go. She simply didn't feel like going home to an unwelcoming place where she was alone and couldn't even replace someone to pour out her feelings to.

Picking up her cell phone with one hand, she wanted to call Estelle, but she was afraid that the latter might be with Shawn at this moment. Fearing that she might disturb them by calling, she gave up the idea of doing so.

Now that she thought carefully about it, there was no home for her to return to in the vast Bradfort City. She could neither go back to her home nor Eve's place, and she had no friends in Bratfort City except Estelle...

Myra smiled bitterly. As it turns out, I'm the most miserable person!

Before she realized it, she had driven her car to the Hart Group and parked it naturally. Upon realizing what she had done, she was stunned at once. Why... did I park my car here?

However, she couldn't stop the tall figure from forcing its way into her mind. Furthermore, she couldn't chase Tony's face-which sometimes wore a tender expression but was stony most of the time-out of her mind no matter how hard she tried.

Realizing what she was thinking, she trembled all over, as if being stung by a bee. She frantically tried to restart the engine and leave this place, but her movements were stopped by a man's deep voice that suddenly came from behind. "Myra?"

Myra was so familiar with this man's voice right now that his handsome face automatically appeared in her mind when she merely heard his voice. At that moment, frustration, awkwardness, and embarrassment flickered across her face as she couldn't help slapping the steering wheel. However, knowing that leaving at this very moment would make herself appear oversensitive, she could only brace herself and wound down the car window to meet Tony's eyes, which contained a look of surprise and a kind of emotion that she couldn't fathom as he stood outside.

She greeted with a forced smile, "Hi, Director Hart... Fancy running into you in such circumstances."

Tony raised his handsome brow, and the corners of his thin lips turned up slightly, as if he was amused. "It's not a coincidence, for this place is the Hart Group's office. Didn't you just finish your meeting in the afternoon? Is there any matter that brings you here right now?"

“Uh, nothing, actually. I-It's j-just that..." Myra tried hard to think about why she was here, only to realize about ten seconds later that she had driven here unconsciously. She cleared her throat and answered with some difficulty, "As you know, I went to the construction site this afternoon, so I'm here just to tell you that everything is fine at the construction site, Director Hart."