As the dearest younger sister of the successor of the Langley family and a popular celebrity, Estelle had always been high-profile and fearless.
Myra’s weariness was greatly relieved the moment she saw Estelle, and she walked up to her, wearing a faint smile. “Hey, you’re actually covering up yourself today. I thought you usually desire to be recognized by everyone.”
Estelle’s back was facing the door but she knew Myra was here after hearing her voice, so she turned around at once to glare at Myra. Thereafter, she remembered that she was wearing a pair of sunglasses and Myra wouldn’t be able to see her expression, and so she took off her sunglasses and gave her another glare. “Cut it! What on earth is going on? Sean was a bundle of nerves when he called me today, saying that you’ve moved out?”
“Mm-hmm.” Myra looked unaffected as she summoned a waiter and ordered a glass of lemon juice for each of them. Then, she lifted her head to meet her friend’s gaze and smiled. “What? You always wanted me to leave Sean, didn’t you? Why are you getting so worked up now that I’ve moved out?”
Seeing that Myra looked unaffected, Estelle furrowed her brows. No one would know Myra’s affection toward Sean better than her. Ever since university days, Myra had devoted almost all her youth and passion toward the man and she knew how crazy Myra was about him. As such, Estelle was even more worried when she saw Myra’s indifferent reaction. Taking a deep breath, Estelle said, “I heard that Lyla is back.”
“Yeah.” Myra still sounded nonchalant, and it seemed like she was neither upset nor depressed.
Estelle pursed her lips even harder. “What attitude is this? Don’t tell me that you’re going to give way to her just because she’s back now!”
“What else can I do?” Myra lifted her head to meet Estelle’s eyes which were filled with concern and anxiety. Feeling touched, she softened her tone. “Actually, I have to give way regardless of whether she comes back or not. You’re aware of this too—Sean does not love me at all… and I also want to start afresh.”
Estelle could not perceive a tinge of sadness in Myra’s calm voice. Grabbing her hair, she grumbled in frustration, “Before this, I couldn’t wait to see you divorce Sean, but now… Myra, I can’t accept it.”
Turning aside to look at the passers-by through the window, Myra mumbled, “Even so, there’s nothing that I can do.”
Sean’s murmur from last night after he was drunk was still bashing her heart like hail. Myra knew that she could only let it go no matter how unfair it was because Sean had never gotten over that woman.
“It’s great that you want to start afresh!” Estelle couldn’t bear to see Myra in this state, so she quickly struck the table to pull Myra’s wandering mind back. “Initially, Sean still asked me to persuade you to return to the Chase Family, but you have no idea how elated I was when I received the news that you’ve moved out from the family. This time, you must not be softhearted again. Don’t be silly and don’t pack your luggage to go back again just because that old lady cried. You know very well that those tears are crocodile tears.”
“I won’t be able to go back anymore…” Myra muttered, then gave Estelle a smile. “It’s so rare that we get to hang out, so let’s stop talking about this matter. I heard that Charles is zealously arranging blind dates for you recently?”
“Don’t even talk about that!” Estelle was depressed the moment Myra brought the topic up. “I’m such a decent woman, yet that pr*ck Shawn didn’t even spare me a glance. He even despicably involved my brother in this matter. He must have said something to Charles; otherwise, why would Charles force me to go for blind dates in haste?”
Myra was stunned, but she chuckled the next second. “Don’t tell me that you’re getting serious about Deputy Mayor Hart?!”
Truth be told, Estelle was never serious about any men unless doomsday was near.
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