What are you doing?” Before Myra could react, and just when Lyla was about to kneel on the ground, a cheerless voice came through. While Myra froze, Lyla was smiling when nobody could see her. After that, the two of them turned around to cast their glances in the direction of the voice, only to see Sean marching toward them with a grim look on his face while holding onto his phone. With the silent cafeteria as a backdrop, the ceiling lights that shone on him seemed to make him glow. However, it didn’t soften his gaze as he stared at Myra with a steely look.
“Sean, I’m alright. Didn’t I tell you I’m having a drink with Myra? I can solve this on my own, so don’t—” Lyla began explaining herself in a flurry of panic. When she turned to look at Myra, she inadvertently showed him the angry slap mark on her left cheek. Then, as if realizing what she had done, she tried to turn away to hide that mark, but Sean held her head in place by pinching on her chin.
“Sean, I’m fine, really…” Although Lyla’s eyes were red on the rim, she was consoling Sean with a gentle voice.
On the other hand, his pupils shrunk in anger when he laid eyes on the slap mark and the water that drenched Lyla’s face. He snapped his head back to stare at Myra, who was biting on her lip, with piercing eyes that nailed her to the spot. “Apologize!” His gaze was chilly and aloof when he glared at her while gritting his teeth.
Meanwhile, Myra was watching as he held Lyla in his arms, tucking her as close as possible, as if afraid Myra might harm her. Myra could feel her own body stiffen while she bit her lip. Nonetheless, she met his steely gaze stubbornly. “Why should I apologize?”
She realized Lyla was lying when she said she would reveal to her the truth regarding her baby. All Lyla wanted was to lure her out. While recalling Lyla’s previous actions, the pieces began quickly falling into place in her mind. Having grasped Lyla’s true intentions, she wanted to laugh, but she couldn’t. At least not at that moment. It’s all because I was foolish enough to trust her that I ended up falling into her trap!
“Sean, I’m fine, so don’t do this to Myra.” With reddened eyes, Lyla began shedding tears. “All I wanted was to tell her to stop treating you like that. She might have lashed out at me, but I’m fine…”
“Apologize to Lyla!” Sean averted his gaze from Lyla’s face. The veins on his forehead were popping when he glared at Myra, while a storm seemed to be brewing behind his intense gaze.
Myra was still biting down hard on her lips, so much so that she nearly drew blood. Whenever she had a conflict with someone, Sean would always request that she apologize to the other party, as if she were, by default, the vicious and despicable one who was at fault in every situation. While she used to feel aggrieved, she now felt humiliated. Therefore, she merely clenched her fists on her sides.
“Sean, don’t be angry…” Although still wearing an aggrieved look, Lyla was tugging on his sleeve benignly. “I’m fine. There must be some sort of misunderstanding. I was intending to question Myra about the incident, as I didn’t want you to feel sad over this. Please don’t treat her like this. We can still talk things through…”
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