Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean)

Chapter 28

At that moment, Sean’s eyes were as cold as that of his in the photograph.

Myra was stunned to silence by his violent outburst. By the time she glanced at Sean’s fist, it was

already trickling with blood due to the broken glass from the photo frame.

She forced herself to look away while laughing bitterly. “It is enough that I’m lying to myself and

everyone else. Why would you lie to yourself? For the past two years, you have been looking for her

shadow from all the women you have been with. I am sure that you have noticed that too—Eris’ lips,

Elsie’s eyes… Sean, you can tell me if you do not love me. As long as you are still in love with Lyla, I

can even help you find her. I—”

“I told you that I no longer have feelings for that woman!” Sean cut Myra off while hissing in frustration. I wonder if he is speaking to me or to himself. His eyes were cold and distant while he regarded her, as though he would skin her alive if she were to

comment further.

Myra trembled involuntarily while gripping the blanket underneath her.

For the past two years, he has never looked at me properly. His gaze, which pushes me to despair, has me drowning like a surging wave…

“You and that woman… It does not matter what is going on between you two. Right now, I just want a

divorce.” Myra repeated.

She was as pale as a sheet but she appeared to be determined. This, in return, caused the already

agitated Sean to become even angrier.

The humiliation and mockery I once had to endure, and the devil hiding underneath that angel mask of hers…

Staring at Myra’s pure and petite face, Sean felt as if his veins might burst out of his head. The woman in front of me and that woman from before… I will never forgive them! He suddenly grabbed Myra’s wrist and he moved his face inches away from her. His eyes were ablaze

suddenly when he asked her, “Do you want to divorce me?” Sean’s face was contorted by his anger

while fear flashed across Myra’s eyes. She gritted her teeth while nodding at him. “You don’t love me

and I do not want myself to be trapped in this marriage. Isn't it better to grant ourselves freedom?”

“Grant ourselves freedom?” Sean chuckled in a gravelly voice but his gaze was frosty. “Myra, freedom

is a special right reserved for kind and innocent folks. What gives you the right for me to grant you

freedom?”

Myra’s expression changed drastically. “What do you mean by that?”

“Aren’t I being obvious enough?” Sean laughed mockingly. “You have no right to claim your freedom

ever since you got blood on your hands! Lyla leaving me is out of my hands, but you… How dare you

make a move on my child? Why didn’t you let my child go all those years ago? You are asking me to

grant you your freedom now; do you think that I’d agree to that?”

“Are you saying that I… harmed your child?” The color drained from Myra’s face and she stared at him

in disbelief.

Sean thought of his unborn child, whose life was snatched away by the cruel Myra. He felt anger

tearing up his body from within, the pain so intense that he wanted to strangle the woman standing in

front of him.

“I have always thought that you were a kind woman and I even wanted to look after you for the rest of

your life. I did not expect you to be such a cruel and toxic person!”

Myra’s face turned as white as a ghost.

Cruel and toxic person… That’s right, Sean has labelled me as such all along. It is obvious from his gaze ever since I married him. It turns out that his cold and detached behavior for the past two years is because of this child… However… Myra stared at Sean in disbelief.

I knew about Lyla being pregnant with his child and having a miscarriage, but what does that child have to do with me?

“I think you are mistaken… You must have misunderstood something somewhere…” Myra mumbled.

She thought of something suddenly and hastily tugged at Sean’s shirt. “Listen to me, Sean. It’s not Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

what you think. I went looking for Lyla to tell her that I will not break you two up—”

“Enough!” Sean roared, his gaze filled with disgust.

Myra’s heart clenched painfully. She wanted to say something but she just could not.

The last glimmer of light went out in Sean’s eyes when he saw her shut her eyes. “Myra, do you know

what I hate about you? Stop acting like a saint, as if you are the only one who truly loves me in the

world. I can’t afford your love!” he spat coldly.

It seemed as if he was unwilling to stay with her for a moment longer because Sean picked his suit

jacket up. He then turned around and strode to the door.

The room door slammed shut and Myra couldn’t hold on any longer. She slumped onto the bed.

Previously, I went looking for Lyla. At that time, Eve sought me out and she claimed that she was fond of me, so she would like me to be with her son. Lyla misunderstood me, so I had no choice but to arrange for a meetup to inform her that I would not break them apart. I wanted to tell her that I would not promise Eve too… However…

Myra’s heart quivered in pain and she shut her eyes tightly, her lips trembling uncontrollably. Was there a child involved apart from my failure of not being able to keep my promise to Lyla?

Meanwhile, Eve was hiding in the adjacent room just outside of the door for some time. She snuck out

stealthily while staring at the door that was slightly ajar. Narrowing her eyes as she recalled fragments

from the past, she clenched her fists automatically and in the end, she sighed heavily.

The moment Myra woke up the next morning, she received a phone call from Estelle. “Myra, are you

sure you gave me Shawn’s phone number? Why does the person claim that I’ve got the wrong number

when I called?” Estelle was energetic early in the morning. “I am sure that he doesn’t know who I am.

How dare he speak to me in such an icy tone? He even hung up on me!” she muttered gloomily.

Myra felt a throbbing headache forming behind her temples after receiving a phone call with such a

high decibel level. Her voice was hoarse as she murmured, “I asked Director Hart for Shawn’s phone

number. It is true that he gave me the number. If it isn’t Shawn, I guess Director Hart was brushing me

off.” After all, it’s someone else’s personal number, so why would he give it to an outsider without a reason? I suppose he just did not want me to feel embarrassed at that time. “This is so depressing!” Estelle almost broke down on the other end of the line. “I’ve exhausted all my

options. The men in the past would not have lasted more than two days. However, Shawn was able to

push me away when I was stark naked in his embrace! He even told me that he was not interested in

me! D*mn it!”

She cursed continuously at the end of her sentence.

Myra was not interested in her vulgarity but she scowled suddenly. “What did you say? Were you…

stark naked in his embrace?”

Estelle’s body stiffened. I think I blurted something out by accident due to my anger…

She pulled away her phone immediately. “Sofia, are you calling me? What? Is it time to shoot the next

scene? All right; I’m coming!” Then, she spoke into the phone. “Hugs and kisses, Myra. I’m busy and I

can’t chat with you now; I’ll catch up with you another time. Bye!” She hung up swiftly after saying that.

Myra stared at her phone helplessly. Nobody would go overboard with such a bold act apart from

Estelle; she always seems to have endless energy.

Myra was slightly worried but since Estelle mentioned that Shawn took the initiative to push her away,

he must be a righteous gentleman.

Hence, Myra felt slightly reassured.

On the other hand, Myra was demoted quickly in the Chase Group. Her demotion was so abrupt and

without any explanation that it left many people confused. Some of them were worried, whereas others

were delighted at her misfortune.

The happiest of them all was Elsie, who had been doing quite well in the company lately.