His voice was indifferent and monotonous. Yet, it managed to send chills down Gemma’s spine.
Her body stiffened as she turned around and stared at the cold man. “What? No way… You obviously have feelings for me. You just don’t know it because you’re apathetic… It’s okay; it’s okay… I can wait…”
She started talking gibberish, and Tony’s patience ran out. When he remembered Myra’s call, he directly ignored the woman in front of him and walked into his villa.
Gemma stared at his distant figure. Her teeth nearly sank through her pink lip!
It’s the same again! It’s the same every time! No matter what I do to pursue him, he never looks at me! Is there something wrong with me? However, she felt fortunate that she wasn’t the only one that Tony treated like that. He’s not drawn to women. Maybe, he’s born to be an indifferent man…
Gemma tried to cheer herself up as she thought, No matter what, I’ve had a lot more chances compared to other women.
After Tony got into the villa and got rid of the annoying voice, he undid his tie and wanted to listen to Myra’s voice. Yet, by the time he looked at his phone, the call had already ended without his knowledge. When he tried to call back, her phone was turned off.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, he wondered if she was jealous.
“I know you treat me differently. Those women aren’t even allowed to get close to you, only I can—”
As the woman went on, Myra’s phone suddenly turned off automatically because its battery ran out.
Staring at her black screen, Myra felt as if there was a lump in her throat, and she was upset. She knew she had to believe Tony; nonetheless, when she heard the woman’s confession for him, she found herself ill at ease. She took another glance at the black screen and inhaled deeply. In the end, she threw her phone back into her purse and went downstairs to buy some ingredients for the meal.
Estelle had been visiting Myra’s place for free meals, possibly because of Meow’s recent short stay. For that reason, Myra was no longer bored. She would get calls from Cameron at times. Yet, she always ignored them and ended the call calmly. Her life was slowly getting back on track.
Two to three days later, Myra was on her way back from the nearby supermarket after she bought some things. As she approached her apartment, she slowed down her pace at the sight of the car and the man in front of her.
A familiar, eye-catching black Lamborghini was parked outside of her apartment. Leaning against the car was a man in a white shirt and black pants. He was tall and broad even though he was leaning against the car with his head ducked down. His arrogant chin carried the vibe of royalty, and his charm attracted the attention of the people nearby.
The old Myra could never resist Sean when he looked like this. Nonetheless, the present Myra’s heart was calm when she saw him. All the times she was hurt felt like someone else’s story when she recalled them.
Calmly, she walked toward her apartment. Still, the man beside her managed to stop her.
“Myra, I have something to tell you.” His eyes were deep. There was something gloomy behind his gaze, and his voice was pretentiously cold.
To be honest, Myra was annoyed by the fact that she was still getting involved with him even though they were divorced. For the past few days, Sean, Eve, and Lyla had been taking turns to stop her. However, did she really have to stop just because they called out to her?
Acting as though she didn’t hear him, she walked straight into the apartment.
Sean’s face sank slightly at her reaction. Marching a few steps forward, he caught Myra by her wrist. “Myra, I said I’ve got something to tell you!”
“Just say it if you want, but take your hands off me!” The moment Myra felt his touch on her wrist, she quickly shrank back and shrugged off his hand as she said with discontent.
Sean’s face became even uglier. When his eyes found the bag of things she was carrying, he quickly noticed that those were household goods. However, the colors weren’t the pinkish tone that was generally favored by women. They were on the darker side. His gaze deepened, and when he finally looked back at Myra, his gaze glinted with disdain. “What? There’s some other guy living in your house? Are you afraid of him finding us here together?”
“It’s none of your business.” Myra returned his gaze with a similar mocking look.
Sean was choked by her words. He felt something indescribable rampaging about in his chest, trying to break free. He clenched his fists that were at his side, and his expression sank before he handed her an invitation letter.
The invitation letter was delicately made. It was decorated with white wedding dress-like laces, making it obvious for anyone to guess what the invitation letter was made for.
Wondering if Sean was actually dumb or pretending to be dumb, Myra looked at him as if she was smiling. “You’re going to marry Lyla, and you want to invite me to your wedding?”
Sean had no idea why his heart flinched when he noticed her gloomy expression. Subconsciously, the corners of his mouth curved upward slightly as he stared at her eyes intently. “Are you unhappy?”
“Why should I be happy?” Discovering his intention, Myra knew she couldn’t leave any sooner. So, she simply put the bag on the floor before she looked up at the man calmly.
Unbeknownst to her, Sean’s heartbeat was accelerating as a result of her earlier words. Right when he was going to say something, Myra was one step ahead of him. “We’re not related at all. Why should I be happy that you’re getting married?”
What she said was like a wet blanket thrown on Sean. His expression changed subtly. “Myra, do you still hate me for not caring about you all these years? Do you still care that the one I love is Lyla?”
After they had registered their marriage, Lyla was very concerned about the wedding. Even his mother was urging him to get things done quickly. However, his mind had been occupied lately. Firstly, there were too many follow-ups to deal with at the company. Secondly, it was because of Myra. These days, he found himself thinking about her a lot. When he went to the Ritz Carlton for a meal, he would wonder if she was there too. When he went to the club to play golf, he also wondered if she would be there. Everywhere he went, he was looking for her subconsciously.
At the end of the day, he realized that ever since the encounter with her at the Ritz Carlton, she had really vanished from his world. His confidence was shaking. Yet, after he was rushed to prepare the wedding, again and again, he agreed without hesitation, took the invitation letter, and drove here.
He sent someone to find out about the apartment Myra was currently living in. When he pulled up here, he found himself even more annoyed. Something was trying to break free from his chest, but it was firmly imprisoned. The moment he saw Myra, he tried to stop her subconsciously.
Myra didn’t know what Sean meant when he said those words. Nonetheless, given her previous experience, she knew he wouldn’t be able to say something nice. She never knew what wicked ideas were in his mind.
“Sean Chase, you’re thinking too much. I don’t hate you for not caring about me all these years, and I don’t care who you like. When we got a divorce, didn’t I tell you that we would part ways like strangers? Please don’t come looking for me again.”
