“Trying to hit on Myra?” Sean felt pain shooting up from his abdomen but couldn’t care less about it at the moment. His eyes were slightly reddened like a cornered beast’s. Looking at Tony, he sneered, “Just who is the one trying to hit on Myra here? If it wasn’t for you, Director Hart, the person accompanying her to the mall right now would be me!”
“You?” Tony raised his long and slanted eyebrows slightly while flicking the ash off his cigarette. “Why don’t you tell me, Director Chase; just how many times have you ever accompanied her to the mall in the past two years? Or, should I say…” He took a drag on his cigarette, his eyes growing frosty. “How many times have you accompanied other women to the mall before?”
Sean’s expression changed greatly. “This is between us as husband and wife. It is none of your business.”
“Ex-husband and ex-wife.” Tony narrowed his eyes. A dark emotion flowed through his eyes as he spat out the words, “One that exists in name only.”
For an instant, Sean felt as if he could even hear the sound of the blood accelerating through the veins in his body. The veins in his forehead bulged sharply as he suddenly recalled the sexy voice Myra made by the side of the mountain road the other day. Then, he remembered that she had spent the entire night at the Hart Residence with the man standing in front of him. Of course, I know all about the intimate acts between a man and a woman. How can I not know?! He had never once touched her in the two years of their marriage. Therefore, when he discovered that the two of them were inside the car, he had been so furious that he wanted to rush over to that car and murder the man inside!
Listening to those words of mockery, he clenched his hands into fists. “Tony Hart, you despicable b*stard! Were you the one that purchased Chase Group’s Hilliville?!”
He was slowly becoming more and more aware of this man’s methods. Although he did not know when Tony started having feelings for Myra, the reason she was so decisive about divorcing him; the way Tony coincidentally rescued her during the riot at the construction site; the way Tony coincidentally freed her after she was thrown into prison; and many other things that he was clueless about even now… they all seemed to be part of Tony’s plan in hindsight. He had approached Myra, little by little, with a specific goal in mind. Later, he even announced his acquisition of Hilliville. Coincidentally or not, Myra had also resolutely demanded 50% of the properties of Chase Group’s Hilliville when divorcing Sean back then…
“Are you trying to take advantage of Myra?!” All of a sudden, the memory of a photo depicting Myra and another man in an ambiguous position that Lyla once showed him surfaced in his mind. Back then, only Myra’s face could be seen clearly. He could not identify the face of the man in the photo. Now that I think about it, isn’t that man in the photo the same man as the one standing in front of me right now?! A sense of urgency and outrage flashed across his eyes. He glared fixedly at the man in front of him with an insidious look. “Are you using Myra to obtain the entirety of Hilliville?! Is the part of Hilliville that Myra holds in your hands now?!”
“Use?” The smoke from the cigarette curled upward like white satin. Tony curved the corners of his lips into a smile that was both icy and mocking. “I have never thought much of Hilliville. I can even give her the entirety of Hilliville if she wants it. What about you?”
Sean’s pupils contracted abruptly.
“Aside from throwing her into prison because of Hilliville, what else have you done that was not taking advantage of her?” Tony straightened his body, carelessly threw the cigarette to the ground, and snuffed out the cigarette with his leather shoe. Turning around, he glanced at the expensive branded watch on his wrist and emotionlessly said, “Director Chase, you seem to have forgotten about your pregnant wife. Why don’t you go home and comfort your wife and your mother?” He headed toward the entrance of the mall, his voice suddenly turning cold and terrifying. “As for Myra… she is not a woman you can even dream about now.”
Sean stared at Tony’s back gradually disappearing into the distance and suddenly felt as if somebody had taken all the strength out of his body. He breathed heavily, clutching at his abdomen to hold himself together as overwhelming despair washed over his heart. I tricked Myra and even married Lyla. All of this… Unlike what Mr. Jones claimed, there is no saving our relationship… Myra and I are completely at odds with each other; we are drifting further and further away instead…
The phone in his pocket rang frantically again. Closing his eyes, he dug out his phone before opening his eyes again to glance at it. This time, the call came from his mother. He pressed the button to accept the call with a tired expression, and a weeping voice immediately sounded through the phone. “I can’t continue living like this! Sean, come back quickly and take a good look at your wife! If you don’t want to live with me, you can tell me directly. I will move out immediately. Why do I have to be humiliated by your wife in this manner?! Sob, sob…”
Sean clenched his phone tightly, a wave of overwhelming exhaustion sweeping over him.
Myra pushed a small shopping cart and wandered around the food corner of the supermarket, randomly grabbing whatever caught her eye. She also got some of the junk food that Estelle liked. When Tony called her, she had just arrived at the seafood corner.
“Where are you?”
“Seafood corner. Look at the signs above your head; there are directions.” She was fairly certain that he wasn’t the type of person that needed to go shopping for groceries. Worried that he couldn’t find her, she explained the directions to him.
“Wait right there,” Tony said before hanging up. Therefore, Myra decided to look at the live fish next to her. She could tell that Tony liked eating fish. I think Old Master Hart likes eating fish too.
While asking the supermarket staff to process the fish she had chosen, she suddenly noticed a familiar white figure passing by not too far away. Stunned, she turned around and looked in the direction the white figure had walked in. That person’s figure was voluptuous. As that person was standing with their side profile facing her, she could not see that person’s face from the front. Even so, she intuitively knew who that person was. Still, what surprised her more was the slight bump on that person’s stomach and the flat shoes that person was wearing.
“Miss, your fish has been cleaned. Here.”
She smiled and thanked the staff. Then, she took the plastic bag that was handed to her and placed it in the small shopping cart. Although she was surprised to see that person just now, it had nothing to do with her anymore. Thus, she stood in place, wondering if she should call Tony.
All of a sudden, a hand covered her eyes while another hand wrapped around her waist tightly, pulling her backward until she was pressed against a person’s chest. Before she could react to what was going on, she felt a kiss on her neck—somebody was sucking deeply against her neck. She had been frightened at first and was about to open her mouth to scream. However, she caught a whiff of the familiar scent coming from the person behind her. Feeling both shy and angry, she couldn’t help reaching out to grab the hand that was covering her eyes. After that, she turned around and glared at the man dressed in a suit and leather shoes. “What are you doing?! We are at the supermarket!”
Whenever Myra felt embarrassed, her delicate skin would flush red. Tony studied the hickey he left on her neck and smiled evilly before glancing at the small shopping cart she was pushing. “Are you done?”
“Nope.” She pushed the small shopping cart along. However, the man took it from her naturally. He pushed the shopping cart with one hand and held her waist with the other. Even though she tried to shove him away, he simply ignored her. In the end, she gave in to him and glanced at the items in the shopping cart. “I don’t know what you like, so I just got some random stuff. I also bought some junk food just in case Estelle drops by.”
Upon hearing that she had prepared some junk food for Estelle, he swept a glance over the few colorful packs of junk food in the shopping cart without saying anything. Along the way, he grabbed many things and threw them into the shopping cart. With every item that he placed into the shopping cart, he would say, “I like this.”
Soon, the shopping cart was so full that nothing else could fit in it. She was just about to say that they ought to get another shopping cart or a basket when he casually picked up the few packs of junk food she had chosen for Estelle and threw them back onto the shelf. “Why are you going through so much trouble for her? Ask her to bring her own the next time she comes over.”
She didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at his actions. No wonder he places those packs of junk food at the top every time he throws something into the shopping cart and says that he’s worried they might get crushed. He just doesn’t want to buy any of the food I chose for Estelle!
“Tony, are you jealous of Estelle?” Myra glanced sideways at him.
Tony narrowed his eyes and gradually released his hold around her waist. He faintly said, “Put back some of the things I like. We’ll get what she likes instead.” He deliberately emphasized the word ‘the things I like’, making himself sound extremely aggrieved yet magnanimous and unperturbed.
