Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean) novel Chapter 500

At this very moment, Heather could do nothing but resign herself to her fate; she could only be as good as gold in front of Robert. Upon recalling the deliberate car accident that morning, she had to admit that she was too impulsive at the time. Even though she had calculated in her mind that nothing serious would happen, she failed to take any possible mishaps into consideration. If she were to do it again, she wouldn’t have been so impulsive. After all, more problems were bound to follow when she decided to bump her car into Matthias’ vehicle.

Since she didn’t want to be taken to the hospital, Heather cooperated with the doctor as he examined her under Robert’s hard stare. However, her own gaze made the doctor feel nervous during the examination. The look in her eyes gave him quite a lot of stress, and the doctor probably didn’t expect to run into such a patient.

Just then, Robert quietly appeared in front of Heather and gave her a fierce glare, for her habit of scaring timid people was a bad one; only when the doctor repeatedly confirmed she was all right did Robert let her off. Heather was already hungry, yet she still had to face Robert’s stern gaze.

Heather silently cursed Blake in her mind. “You see, Grandpa—even the doctor says that I’m fine.” She felt very aggrieved. Why would she be reproved after she got involved in a car accident?

“You never pay attention to your health,” rebuked Robert.

“Of course I’m clear about my own condition, Grandpa. If I had been feeling unwell, I would’ve gone to the hospital,” Heather replied affectionately like a spoiled child. She had to take her time talking to the old man, or else she might anger Robert again.

However, the longer Robert looked at Heather, the more displeased he was. “Just look at how you look right now. You keep burying yourself in your work.” He saw with his own eyes how Heather wore herself out these days. He wanted to express his care for her, but he wound up lambasting her instead.

Heather knew how drawn she looked these days, but what Robert said made her feel quite awful. Since she didn’t have to act so tough in front of Robert, she stared at him with aggrievement showing in her eyes. “I don’t want to bring you shame, Grandpa.” She held back her grievances since there were many things that she couldn’t tell Robert. Everyone believed that Robert was partial to her, so he would only be vilified behind his back however many grievances she poured out to him.

“I just want you to be fine. I regret having trained you so well.” Robert felt guilty about Heather since the latter shouldn’t have borne so much burden.

“Please don’t take all the blame on yourself, Grandpa. I chose this path myself, and I enjoy the full life I’m living right now.” Heather had zero complaints since she decided long ago what her future would be. She knew very well what kind of a person she was; only by constantly scaling the heights of power could she find meaning in her life.

However, Robert fixed Heather with a pair of eyes that showed great insight into human lives. He then asked, “Are you unhappy while working at the Langston Group?” Heather had been full of vigor and vitality back when she just returned to the country, but now she looked so haggard and drawn that it made his heart ache.

Heather didn’t want to talk to Robert about this, though. “I’m so hungry, Grandpa. Let’s have lunch, shall we?” The more she talked about this, the more unhappy she would become.

Robert knew that Heather was filial to him; he was aware that his granddaughter didn’t want him to concern himself about this, but he didn’t want her to compromise herself for his sake either. “Okay.” He didn’t want to cause her any trouble again. Had he known earlier, he wouldn’t have let her work at the Langston Group despite knowing that she had her own ideas. As he thought about this, he felt even more guilty.

Heather couldn’t sit still at home and wanted to go back to the company after lunch, but Robert—who had already seen through everything—asked her to go to his study, so she could only do as he told her to. “Why don’t you draw with me, Heather?” he said to Heather and handed her a piece of charcoal.

Heather waved her hand at once. “I’m bad at this, Grandpa.” Her heart wasn’t in this at all; her mind was so preoccupied with work that she really didn’t have the leisure and mood for such enjoyment.

“Don’t be so uptight, young lady.” Robert was still holding the charcoal out to Heather. Seeing that she couldn’t make him change his mind, she could only take the charcoal. Finally, he gave her a smile of satisfaction. “Let’s spend the afternoon drawing and calming our minds.”

Heather forced a smile. “Yeah, you’re right, Grandpa.” She looked at the charcoal in her hand, feeling depressed. Not only was she not keen on painting, she couldn’t even remember how to hold the charcoal.

Seeing how stumped she was, Robert taught her how to hold the charcoal. He said with disapproval, “You liked to draw and write on my canvas when you were little, and now you’ve forgotten how to hold a charcoal.”

“That was a long time ago, Grandpa,” grumbled Heather; even her memory was hazy.

“You don’t look cute at all now,” Robert remarked with distaste.

“You dislike me, Grandpa,” Heather protested while pretending to feel wronged.

“Yeah, I do. You were so adorable as a child. Look at you now—you’re not at all likable with the stony face you wear every day.” It wasn’t like Robert never saw how Heather behaved toward other people; she seemed incapable of smiling in front of anyone else, and her temperament was by no means pleasant.

“Why should I be pleasant to other people? You’re the only person I want to be pleasant to, Grandpa.” Seizing the opportunity, Heather rested her head on Robert’s shoulder without applying much strength like the way she nestled up against him as a child.

“Are you really going to remain single all your life?” Robert asked with feigned distaste. Heather has reached the age where it’s time to find her a husband, he thought to himself.