Chapter 1


    Upon remembering what her friend had said a few days ago, Myra felt her heart ache; it was so acute


    that it threatened to suffocate her. She stood stiffly in the banquet hall while the exquisite knee-length


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    blue dress she wore was glued to her wet body, making her like a drowned rat.


    When thepany employees in the hall saw her, they began to whisper and snicker among


    themselves. She did not have to eavesdrop to know what they said about her.


    “She’s trying to climb the corporatedder by sleeping with the director…”


    “I heard she wanted to push the director’s girlfriend into the pool!”


    “How could someone who acts high and mighty all the time be so shameless?”


    A few moments ago, Myra had been taking a stroll in the back gardens of The Alegria when Eris, a


    rising star and Sean’stest conquest, approached her and blocked her way.


    “Myra, you may be Sean’s legal wife, but if I were you, I would have filed for divorce out of


    embarrassment. After all, there isn’t much point in staying married if you have to watch him fawn over


    other women, is there?”


    Following Myra’s marriage to Sean, scenarios like those were amon urrence. She felt a sharp


    stab of pain in her heart and was about to retort when she saw the other girl’s expression change—her


    arrogance was reced by a doe-eyed vulnerability.


    “Myra, I know you also like Sean. I never would havee between the both of you if he reciprocated


    your feelings, but he doesn’t. You—aaah! Help—” Before Eris could finish her sentence, she had


    dragged Myra down into the pond with her.


    The scene that yed out afterward was one where the valiant hero came to rescue the damsel in


    distress. Unfortunately, Myra was not the one who was saved. She wiped the beads of water away


    from her eyes before she cast her gaze toward the banquet doors not too far away.


    She could not see their faces, but she could make out Sean’s long and lean frame. She watched as he


    carefully held Eris’ petite figure against himself and ced a gentle kiss on her forehead. Myra could


    already imagine the pain floating in his eyes as he regarded the other girl. Does he also think I pushed


    her into the pond?


    Myra felt as though she had swallowed acid. She pressed her hand against her chest; her fist tightly


    clenched to the point where her knuckles turned white.


    The nanny greeted her in the foyer when she returned home that night. “Wee home, Young


    Mistress Myra.”


    Myra nodded and hummed in response. Her eyes fell on the pair of ck leather shoes that was in the


    hallway.


    Upon noticing that, Greta gave a warm smile and said, “Madam is at a poker game now, and Master


    has just returned home. He has asked to see you in his study the moment you return.”


    It’s my birthday today, Myra thought. Her throat was dry as she stared at the unassuming smile on


    Greta’s face.


    “Oh, my! Young Mistress Myra, why are you soaked?” You need a hot shower immediately!”


    Myra nodded and went upstairs. Her footsteps slowed when she walked past the door to Sean’s study,


    but she closed her eyes and hurried past it.


    When Greta brought up the towels earlier, she had mentioned that he had a bouquet of blue roses in


    his study. With that in mind, Myra hastily showered and proceeded to her wardrobe. She deliberately


    chose a pale blue knee-length dress with jasmines embroidered at the waist.


    She grew nervous as she stood outside his study. However, the door swung open before she could


    knock. Sean was standing behind the threshold, his face devoid of any expression.


    In the absence of a smile, he looked stern and unforgiving. There was always a coldness in his gaze,


    although his almond-shaped eyes were more than capable vessels for warm sentiments. Myra


    appraised him and saw that he did not change his clothes. He looked imposing in his ck suit and


    there was a regality about him that seemed second to nature.


    “Why didn’t youe the moment you returned home?”


    Upon hearing that, she blinked and felt the tips of her ears growing hot. “My dress was wet during the


    party, so I took a shower before I—”


    However, he turned and impatiently retreated into the study before he heard the rest of her sentence,


    leaving her forlorn out in the hallway. She parted her lips as though to say something, but decided to


    keep silent as she trailed after him.


    The study was decorated to reflect its master’s preferences—it was tasteful and elegant while the


    furnishings and ents were all in the same dark brown palette. On the ottoman was a bouquet of


    vibrant blue roses, which provided the only pop of color in the room.


    Myra paused when she saw the bouquet and crossed over to Sean while he was adjusting his tie. “I


    thought you had forgotten about my birthday, Sean,” she said gently.


    The resentment she felt since the banquet slowly ebbed away, but just as she was about to help him


    with his tie, he pushed her hand away.


    “Your birthday?” Sean looked as if he had only just noticed her dress. He cast a nce toward the


    bouquet of roses before turning to sneer at her. “You don’t think those flowers are for you, do you?”