Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean) novel Chapter 647

After hanging up on Zayne, Heather threw the flight ticket that she just bought into the trash. Since the kidnappers weren’t shaken by her departure, she would play along with them.

And so, she decided to have a good time in Singapore. It wasn’t her first time visiting the country, but it was her first time going there without any official duties on hand.

As that was the case, she decided to have a stroll around the city. It did, in fact, have its charms. Never before had she walked through its crowds in such a mood and as she wandered around, she almost lost herself to a trance.

Truth was, she felt more relaxed being so far away from Bradfort City. While she was in the city, every day felt as suffocating as if she had an invisible net thrown over her—however much she wanted to do, she was powerless.

The air quality in Singapore was quite good and she couldn’t help taking in a deep breath. On the other hand, the air in Bradfort City was too polluted and breathing in too deeply on a smoggy day could make someone dizzy.

Moreover, it was no wonder Singapore was known as a garden city. As she strolled through it, she felt her spirits lightened by quite a bit. Rarely did she get to enjoy being alone while she was in Bradfort City; even if all she did was stay at home, she could not avoid running into her family members.

Since this was such a rare opportunity, she carefully considered what she would do after her walk. She wasn’t too keen on going to famous tourist attractions as there wasn’t much worth seeing at such places with crowds. Thus, she decided to seek out a secluded spot instead and looked for a coffee shop amid a cluster of shophouses.

At this moment, she needed a steaming cup of coffee. This was her habit—her mood would improve a lot after having some coffee.

After finding her target, she pondered for a moment before entering the coffee shop. As there were many Solarians working in Singapore, she had no trouble communicating in her native tongue.

Upon finding a spot by the window, she sat down and looked outside. It was a cozy feeling she always enjoyed. She ordered the most common kind of latte and waited for it to arrive and for a moment, she temporarily forgot her troubles in Bradfort City.

There weren’t many customers in the coffee shop and Heather got to enjoy the rare moment of peace. Even the people outside looked cozy. The atmosphere here was so markedly different from that of Bradfort City that she almost found it hard to tear her eyes away from the window and pick up her freshly delivered cup of coffee to take a sip. Truth was, her drink tasted all right.

At this moment, she thought of Matthias, who was far away in Bradfort City, and wondered what he was doing. It was strange that she missed him only when he was so far away.

Perhaps he’s missing me right now, she thought to herself. She thought she would be carefree without him, but it turned out that she found it hard to be separated from him too.

In this game, she no longer cared about winning. Since she was already in love, she resolved not to trouble herself with relationship issues anymore.

The coffee was slowly dwindling and now, she felt much more clear-headed. Curious, she scanned her surroundings. The place was relatively empty and she could occasionally hear loving couples whispering sweet nothings to each other.

All of a sudden, she felt a need to slow down her pace in life. All these years, she had rushed through life so quickly that others found it hard to catch up to her.

Instead of enjoying the little moments in life, she only felt bogged down by its troubles. While others were busy seeking love, she was obsessed with working and studying, day after day, over and over again.

In her world, there were no fairy tales. Like a fruit forced to mature early, she had grown up young and moved forward before she was truly ready.

Suddenly, she envied the people here and the comfortable expressions on their faces. Perhaps there was something to be learned from them, and she forced herself to relax the muscles of her face to look less severe.

Right now, she could hear a group of girls whispering about her at the table next to hers. Her beautiful looks always drew discussion and, long used to that fact, she let others talk about her as they pleased. She looked how she looked. The fact that some people found that a hard pill to swallow had nothing to do with her.

As the hours passed, the coffee shop slowly grew emptier. When she recalled that there was a good place for gambling in Singapore, she contemplated whiling away her evening hours there.

Because she departed in a rush, she didn’t have much cash on her. It had been a long time since she participated in such exciting games, and the mere thought of it made her heart race in anticipation.

Meanwhile, far away in Bradfort City, the kidnappers were flummoxed to learn that Heather had gone all the way to Singapore during such a stressful period. They couldn’t help feeling like she had some kind of trick up her sleeve.

And so, one of the kidnappers asked respectfully, “What should we do, Master?” Within this empty space, the man who stood before the kidnapper gave off a spine-chilling aura. “Interesting. Very interesting, indeed,” he murmured in a low voice. It was hard to tell whether he was pleased or enraged.

Baffled by his response, the kidnapper could only continue with a follow-up question. “Should we give her a warning?”

At this point, the man gave the kidnapper a sharp, cold look. Instantly, the latter bowed his head, displaying even more respect.

“She can vacation whenever she wants,” the man answered carelessly. Truthfully, he wasn’t bothered by her departure from the country and instead, he found it quite amusing.

“What should we do next, Master?” The main purpose of the kidnapper’s visit was to ask for the next step in their plan.

After taking a few steps back and straightening his collar, the man crossed his arms over his chest and asked in a demeanor that suggested he was listening to a joke, “Do you need me to teach you that?”

Duly chastised, the kidnapper turned red. Once again, he had embarrassed himself in front of the man. It made him feel useless like he couldn’t even say the right things. “I-I’m sorry, Master,” he chattered through his teeth. He had a bone-deep fear of the man, for the bloody scene that heralded their first meeting was unforgettable.