Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean)

Chapter 63

She inhaled sharply and instantly checked her body. Upon seeing that she was still wearing the gown

that she wore at the banquet, she abruptly felt relieved. My body has not been touched by anyone…

Myra rose from the bed and felt dizzy due to her large movements. Hence, she had to clutch the

blanket for some time before she finally managed to exit the room.

When she reached the first floor, most of the guests in the hall had left.

She took out her phone but did not find any messages or missed calls from Sean. So, she directly

dialed the number which she had memorized, yet nobody picked up her call even after the phone had

been ringing for a long time.

Myra’s hand trembled but she forced herself to make another call.

This time, the phone on the other end of the line was switched off.

When she recalled the woman she saw earlier, she suddenly realized why Sean didn’t fall in love with

her.

Lyla was just like a devil in his heart—though he hated her to the bones, she still had a place in his

heart. Now that she has returned, what will Sean do?

“Excuse me! I have some large items here! Watch out!”

Myra gazed at the floor with her reddened eyes and blurred vision, and when she finally returned to her

senses, a waiter was dashing in her direction while pushing a cart with wooden planks in it.

“Careful!” A low, sensual voice echoed in her ear. The next instant, the stiff Myra was taken into a

man’s embrace.

“Director Hart…” When the waiter saw that he nearly hit Tony, his expression changed and he

immediately apologized. “I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! I didn’t notice you guys just now!”

Frowning, Tony waved at him and the waiter instantly pushed the cart away.

Myra was taken into an embrace that carried the scent of mint and tobacco, as well as a faint fragrance

of red wine. In a daze, she found the embrace slightly familiar, which made her subconsciously

mumble, “Sean…”

Tony’s expression fell and his hands that were holding the woman in his arms became incredibly stiff.

After a while, he gently pushed her away while saying impassively, “Miss Stark, please try to stand

steadily.”

Myra gradually returned to her senses when she was pushed away from the warm embrace but for

some reason, she suddenly lost all her strength and slowly slumped onto the floor.

A pair of strong arms reached out in resignation and Tony took her back into his arms.

Her petite nose bumped into his firm chest, which made her nose feel sore. Suddenly, she could no

longer hold herself back and grabbed on his firm arms hard, tears rolling uncontrollably from the corner

of her eyes. “I’m sorry. It was an accident… I… suddenly couldn’t stand steadily…”

She had never lost her composure in front of others this way before. Unexpectedly, the first time she

did so was before Tony.

Tony silently watched as tears involuntarily streamed down her face, the sight of it breaking his heart.

After a while, Myra heard a quiet sigh from above her head and the very next moment, she was carried

in the man’s arms.

“Please don’t mind me… I…” She wiped away her tears. Although there were not many people on the

first floor now, there were still a handful of people who saw him carrying her in his arms.

Tony’s expression was stern and he cast her an impassive glance, but he did not put her down.

His embrace is not the same as Sean’s—it’s not freezing and full of despair, but rather warm instead.

With tears on her face, Myra stared blankly at the man before her, suddenly feeling lost.

He carried her all the way out of Ritz Carlton. When the staff, who drove Tony’s car to the entrance,

saw them exiting the hotel, he immediately opened the car door for them. “Director Hart, have a safe

journey.”

Tony first settled Myra down in the passenger seat. Upon noticing her uneasiness, he calmly muttered,

“You accidentally consumed some champagne with something added in it tonight, so it’s normal for you

to not have any strength now.”

Champagne with something added in it? Myra’s eyes widened in shock. Could it be that the

champagne that I randomly took earlier was one that had some drug added to it?

He saw that she was appalled and her eyes were red. Thinking that she resembled a little kitten that

was being bullied, his mood instantly lifted. He got into the driver’s seat and suddenly leaned over to

her while he casually consoled, “Don’t worry. Philip took care of the residual of the drug in your body.

You only have to go home and take a good rest; you’ll be fine.”

His voice was low and his breath was warm when it brushed against her cheeks, which inexplicably Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

made her face feel hot. She unconsciously drew back, but the man in front of her—perhaps

intentionally—leaned even closer toward her.

That handsome face of his kept getting close to hers, and his dark, bottomless eyes seemed to contain

emotions that were unknown to her.

“Director Hart…” Her body froze as the incident that happened in front of the changing room suddenly

crossed her mind. Subconsciously, she reached out her trembling hands in an attempt to block his

chest. Suddenly, she heard a click and he nonchalantly pulled back from the suggestive posture earlier.

Myra glanced at the buckled seat belt in front of her.

It might have been due to the alcohol that she took earlier, hence her response was a little slow tonight.

Although she knew that she shouldn’t have gotten into his car, her consciousness was one step behind

her movements.

“Thanks,” Myra mumbled the word after a while. Tony said that I consumed alcohol which contained

some foreign substance, which suggests that he must have taken me upstairs and had someone to

take care of me. Otherwise, who knows what would have happened to me.

“You’re welcome, Miss Stark,” Tony replied calmly.

He caught a glimpse of her face—which was flushed red out of embarrassment—out of the corner of

his eyes, and it made him recall what he felt with his hands when they were in the hotel room. His gaze

deepened as he turned on the radio in the car.

Coincidentally, the radio station was playing news about the entertainment industry.

A famous female celebrity married into a wealthy family and she soon discovered that her husband

cheated on her. Hence, she went to the court for a divorce, which then caused a huge mess.

The host kindly reminded the female audiences that they had to be careful when it came to choosing a

life partner. Finding a man who truly loved her was the greatest happiness a woman could ever have in

her life.

Myra was initially pretending to listen attentively to the broadcast because she kept having this weird

feeling when spending time alone with Tony. However, as she continued to listen, her eyes gradually

lost focus.

Years ago when she was about to marry Sean, her grandfather—who was still alive back then—had

tried his best to oppose the marriage, his reason being Sean did not love her. Nevertheless, she had

been blinded by love back then so those words failed to reach her. Now, she finally understood her

grandfather’s intentions.

But it was too late when she finally understood those words…

Lyla’s return was such a huge blow to Myra that it sent the latter spiraling into a pit of sorrow and

gloominess. She failed to even notice that the car had slowly come to a stop.

The seat belt suddenly clicked open. The next second, Myra was pulled over by the man in the driver

seat.

As the driver seat had been moved back, Tony was able to put her on top of him easily. He pressed his

large hand on her body and pulled her closer to him. Before she even managed to make sense of the

situation, his thin lips captured hers.

Tony emanated the scent of a mature man and his arms and chest that caged her were as hot as

burning charcoals—so hot that it made her fluster and forgot to breathe.