Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean)

As they walked out of the hut, they were greeted with the sight of all of the rioting workers being restrained by the armed police. While the workers were all huddled up in a spot, the team leader of the police force frowned when he saw the girl in Tony's arms. "Director Hart, she's supposed to go to the station to give a statement..." he muttered carefully. But before he could finish his sentence, Tony threw him an icy glare that silenced him immediately.

"Officer Wayne, we have another witness here; she can follow you back to the station if you need a statement." Leo hastily spoke up. Wayne nodded. "All right, that's great."

Leo noticed how Myra seemed to be trembling in Tony's arms, so he took his own coat off to cover her with it. However, before he could do so, Tony took a step away from him to avoid Leo's coat. Leo scratched his nose awkwardly. Well, at least I feel relieved now that everything's over, he thought to himself. After he had gotten off the call with Myra earlier, Leo was panicking as he speedily contacted Tony to inform him about it. God knows what else would've happened if we had arrived slightly later. After all, Myra doesn't know about the Chase Group's internal affairs now, and she doesn't know... Leo frowned as he looked up to steal a glance at the foreman, Chris. A steely glint surfaced in his eyes before he turned and followed along behind Tony's tracks.

"Director Hart. These people..." Leo probed cautiously.

"Do what you have to do. Do you still need me to teach you what to do?" Tony spoke of the workers as if he was talking about dead men; Leo felt chills running down his spine as he heard Tony's deep voice. However, Leo only nodded his head solemnly. "I got it." His footsteps came to a halt as he no longer left along with Tony.

Meanwhile, Tony continued to stare at the woman in his arms. I should have just completely abandoned her after that night. Since she has made it clear that she doesn't like me, why do I still continue to show up by her side? It's almost as if I'm just asking for myself to be shamed. However, I simply couldn't control myself when I received Leo's call earlier. I was so tempted to just annihilate Lyla right there and then! Tony tightened his grip on Myra. Good job, Lyla...

Philip, a doctor who was now perfectly competent in both internal medicine and surgery, was no longer surprised when Tony called him over to give Myra a check-up. However, Philip couldn't stop himself from questioning the situation when he saw all the wounds on Myra. "What happened? How did she get so badly injured?" The cuts aren't deep, and she didn't fracture anything, but... "I think she might be left with a small scar on her forehead," Philip said with a frown.

Tony had maintained the same, emotionless expression on his face ever since Philip entered the room. Although Tony didn't seem to reveal any emotion after he heard what Philip had said, Philip could still sense the burning rage within the other man. "Could it be... Did Sean abuse her after he found out about things between the two of you?" Philip made a guess, but Tony simply scoffed without responding to his question. "Tell Elliot that things at Hilliville have been sped up."

Philip lifted an eyebrow upon hearing this. He took off his gloves after he had cleaned all of Myra's wounds. "I heard that you asked Old Master Hart for some money, Tony. Is that true?"

Tony felt extremely frustrated after Philip posed him that question. He instinctively thought of pulling a cigarette out right then, but he suppressed his desire to smoke once he saw the unconscious woman lying on the bed. He simply pressed his thin lips together and replied, "Yeah."

Philip widened his eyes in shock before he turned to glance at the woman on the bed. He then shook his head. "Tony, you really have to tell the woman what you've done after all that you've done for her. How is she going to understand what you've sacrificed for her if you don't tell her about it?!"

Tell her about it? Tony recalled how he had listed all of the things he did for the woman that night, and how she completely dismissed his efforts. The temperature around him turned chilly. "I... have more important things to handle now." I guess some things have to come to an end now that other things are starting to happen. Tony's gaze darkened as he remained deep in thought.

It was the next morning when Myra finally woke up from her long slumber. Her entire body felt like it had been run over by a car, for all her bones and joints were aching terribly. She had no idea where she was when she first opened her eyes. The last thing she remembered was being in Tony's arms; she remembered how he had saved her from the bunch of madmen and carried her into his car.

The light in her room wasn't bright as there were thick blackout curtains that blocked the sunlight from entering. Her head was still spinning as she slowly sat up, so she had to close her eyes for a long while before she felt slightly better. There was a sharp pain coming from her forehead, but when she reached a hand up, she realized that the wound had been dressed. I had a lot of other wounds all over my body; I guess they must've been cleaned and dressed as well. But this place I'm in... This room...

Just then, someone opened the door. Tony's large, muscular figure appeared as a dark silhouette that blocked out the rest of the light shining in from outside. As she looked at his figure, Myra was reminded of how it had been the same figure who had entered the hut and saved her just one day ago. She felt her eyes burning as she tried her best to hold back her tears. Right then, she felt oddly flustered as she stared at the emotionless man with her watery eyes. How am I supposed to face this man in front of me right now? All of the harsh words that I've once said to him now feel like a giant hand that's clenching onto my heart. I'm really the most ungrateful woman ever; I've ignored all his good intentions and pushed him away multiple times. Yet...

Tony took a few steps closer to her. Myra clenched her fists tightly as she felt at a complete loss for words then. She only managed to spit two words out as she parted her lips. "Thank you..." I don't know if I would've survived until I got help if Tony hadn't rushed over to me yesterday. I'll never forget that dark, terrifying experience for the rest of my life.

Tony was already in front of her right then. A series of complex emotions surfaced in his gaze as he looked down at her from where he stood. However, she simply couldn't understand what was going on in his mind. Tony was someone she couldn't decipher nor grasp as an individual...

Right as she was about to ask him what he was looking at, he spoke in a calm voice. "You have a lot of missed calls on your phone." She swiftly turned to look at the phone placed beside her pillow. The phone didn't belong to her, but her eyes widened when she saw all the missed calls on the screen.

"Your phone was crushed yesterday. Leo took your SIM card out and got you a new phone." Tony answered the question that she was just about to ask. Myra was stunned as she picked the new phone up— she hadn't expected a man as cold as Tony to perform such warm, thoughtful acts. She felt the need to say something more, but all the words disappeared at the tip of her tongue when she finally spoke. "Thank you," she uttered as if that was the only thing she had to say to him then.

"No worries. I just didn't want anything to go wrong with the Hart Group's project," he said with a smirk.

She froze for a moment. There he goes again... He said the same thing to me the last time he saved me at the construction site... It's almost as if he's saying that he only cares about my safety because he doesn't want anything to go wrong with the Hart Group's project. Right then, Myra recalled the merciless tone in his voice when he had spoken to Leo about how the workers were to be dealt with yesterday. She then curled her lips into a bitter smile before she glanced at all the missed calls on her new phone.

Sean, Eve, Richard, the head of the engineering department... Even the director of the design department gave me a missed call. Myra scrolled through the list and counted nearly a hundred missed calls. It seems like they're all looking for me because of something important. Could it be related to yesterday's incident at the construction site? Have they all been notified about it?

Myra took a deep breath before she tapped on Eve's number and gave her a call first. Eve picked her call up almost instantly. "Where are you now, Myra?" Eve shouted anxiously before Myra even had the chance to speak. Myra leaned the phone slightly away from her ear before she responded in a soft whisper. "I'm at the hospital now. Did something happen?"