Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean) novel Chapter 720

Now that they had reached this point in their conversation, Leon could only take away the documents on the coffee table sulkily. Then, he stood up and nodded at Zayne. “I disagree with you, but you made me admire you as I did back when I was a child,” he said before leaving right away. He was now very confused since he couldn’t find a better way to protect Heather.

After Leon left, Jason sat down on the sofa across from Zayne. This sofa is really comfortable, he thought to himself as he stretched his body while holding a bottle of iced black tea in his hand. The cold didn’t bother him at all. “Why did you turn him down?” he asked after downing half of the liquid.

Zayne played with his own hands. “I will not work with anyone else. They’re all businessmen; no matter how nice they sound, they only care about their self-interests. I don’t want to be swallowed whole by them.”

Jason listened as if he understood what Zayne said. There seemed to be some truth in the latter’s words, but he didn’t care about such things. All he needed to do was to protect the detective, for that would earn him a lot of money.

Zayne stood up and planned to go to his room to wash up, whereas Jason threw himself down on the incredibly soft sofa. He closed his eyes comfortably and sunk deep into the couch; it was rare for him to feel so snug. On the other hand, Zayne gave himself a simple rinse before throwing himself down on the bed. The warm and soft bed was simply heavenly, and it didn’t take long before Zayne quickly fell asleep. Likewise, Jason fell asleep while lying on the sofa.

On the contrary, Heather couldn’t sleep after tossing and turning for a long time in the log cabin, and she felt that she had to do something to get herself to fall asleep smoothly. Now that even counting sheep was useless, she thought the sleepyhead inside her must have lost its way, so she simply got up from the sofa. Needless to say, she felt very uncomfortable sleeping on the sofa since her body ached all over as she lay on it. She decided to go out and stretch herself a bit, so she walked to the door, unbolted it, pushed it open and stepped out.

It was much colder outside than inside the cabin, so Heather quickly tucked her head in. The sky was already dark, and the whole forest looked gloomy. It didn’t appear sensible to go out at this time, so she went back into the house and closed the door hurriedly.

After she experienced how chilly it was outside, this small log cabin felt like heaven instead. Then, she looked at the bed in the center of the log cabin. She couldn’t resist the temptation of sleeping on it, but she found it unacceptable when she thought that this bed had been slept on by someone else before. With that, she looked at the uncomfortable sofa at the side. The sofa looks much cleaner, she thought to herself.

As such, she sank back into the sofa’s embrace while cursing Zayne inwardly for not having such an important detail considered. He must be pulling pranks on me on purpose. This place doesn’t have to be done up so miserably even if it’s a shelter, she thought to herself. These three days simply felt like years to her, and she couldn’t imagine what to do next.

She didn’t know what time it was when she finally fell asleep weakly, slowly heading off to dreamland as she banished all thoughts from her mind.

The next day, she woke up feeling numb all over and felt that her body had almost stiffened completely. She couldn’t move her body after she woke up, and her legs were so numb that it made her cynical. She limbered up her hands and massaged her legs with them as her blood wasn’t circulating smoothly.

She swore inwardly at Zayne again, feeling really aggrieved as she had to take refuge in such a manner. Moreover, she could only wait for him to pick her up in this barren wilderness. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be easy to get out of there since it was now winter, and she didn’t want to try surviving in the wilderness.

She got out of the sofa and limbered up. As someone who practiced martial arts, Heather felt like an extreme failure. She had stopped practicing her martial arts skills for a long time over these years. She used to get up early and exercise every day, but even her bones had become brittle right now. Since she had nothing to do anyway, she decided to get some exercise in the log cabin’s limited space. Luckily, this free space wasn’t that awful since it allowed her to move around.

Heather made one move after another with her hands in an imposing manner while exhausting her extra energy. After a while, she was hungry—it was only natural to become hungry faster when one did something so strenuous after getting up early in the morning.

Heather couldn’t continue exercising on an empty stomach, so she went directly up to the simple kitchen in the log cabin where there were fresh vegetables inside the fridge. However, after glancing at the dirty and greasy countertop, she decided to have more instant noodles instead. She felt aggrieved, for it was even a problem to eat in such a place. What a dilapidated place this is, she thought to herself as her mood instantly became awful.

Heather didn’t know whether to laugh or cry as she opened her eyes to a bad day. What should I do next? Should I go out for a walk? she thought to herself. As she didn’t want to keep staying in the heated room, she wrapped herself in a blanket. Since she wore thin layers of clothing, she could only go out with her body wrapped in a blanket on such a cold day.

Fortunately for her, signs of human habitation were rare in this place. Otherwise, people would laugh their heads off if they saw her like this. Heather couldn’t even find a mirror in the house, but this was good since she wouldn’t get to see her lunatic-like appearance.

Then, she took out the small mirror in her makeup bag and looked at her face. Her face had become oily, and it was a huge discredit to her image. I must spruce myself up before going out, she thought to herself while despising herself inwardly. It was really ridiculous that she had landed herself in such a predicament.

However, as she washed her face, she finally discovered one thing. There wasn’t a place to shower in this log cabin, for there wasn’t even a toilet. As such, she looked at the place with a depressed look. Did the forester relieve himself on the spot? she thought to herself.