Chapter 184
Chapter 184
Sean turned around with a cigarette burning slowly in his hand. On top of the trash can next to him,
there were a few cigarette buds that had already been put out. When he heard the principal’s question,
a number of complicated emotions flurried across his eyes. He stayed quiet for a long while, then took
a puff of smoke before he spat, “We’ve been divorced for a while now.”
The principal was taken aback. He blurted, “Why?” He only realized he was too hasty after the question
came out of his mouth. Noticing that Sean did not look too good, he chuckled awkwardly and said, “I’m
just a curious person. I didn’t mean to sound rude. I just remember the days when Myra pursued you.
When I saw the two of you get married later on, I was happy for both of you. I didn’t think…” …they
would get divorced. Was there some truth in the articles that were published in the entertainment news
at the time?
As the principal looked at the man before him who had a successful career and was slowly becoming
more mature, he had a helpless look in his eyes but did not find it too surprising either. Children from
rich family backgrounds had pre-arranged marriages and could not do as they pleased. He just felt
sorry for Myra.
“Back then…” When he thought of the things Myra did for Sean while they were still in school, the
principal’s eyes simply turned remorseful. “Did you just agree to the divorce without any intention of
preserving the marriage?”
Not too long ago, the principal happened to run into Myra at a dinner. She was the Young Lady of the
Stark Family, but she chose to be a small-time designer at Chase Group. Additionally, she gave her all
in scrambling for a project for the company. How could I not have known her intentions? Not to
mention, in the beginning… At the thought of that, the principal shot a glance at Sean and noticed his
grim expression along with the wave of emotions in his eyes. If he had been the one who asked for a
divorce because he did not like her anymore, then he would not have this melancholic gaze. Was there
still a chance? He couldn’t help but ask, “Sean, do you still remember the incident at the bar?”
Sean took another puff of smoke. His vision became hazy. At one point, he did not take that incident
seriously. Lately, however, he kept remembering every little detail about Myra, including this incident
from years ago that had already been covered in dust.
When the principal saw that he did not brush him off, he quickly added, “Back then, you took
responsibility for everything because you didn’t want Miss Fisher to get punished. But your father was
stern. Myra was afraid that you would have a hard time at home, so she put all the blame on herself
instead. I punished her by assigning her to clean the basketball court for a year. Yet, she was still
happy. After that, whenever I passed by the basketball court, I would see her there. She was using that
opportunity to see you.”
At the thought of her tenacity, the principal shook his head. “You might not have noticed but she always
chose the same general elective classes as you. The assignments in her design major were onerous—
it wasn’t as relaxed as your management classes—but she still pushed forward. To be honest, I did
advise her to give up because you had a girlfriend at the time. Can you guess what she said in return?”
A hint of glimmer finally entered Sean’s eyes as he turned to his side and looked at the principal. The
principal smiled meaningfully. “She told me she was happy just by looking at you from afar and did not
have any intention of getting between you and Miss Fisher. Over the years I spent teaching until I
became a principal, I’ve never met a girl as silly as her before.”
As Sean listened to the principal’s words, his eyes slowly lost focus, and the corners of his lips curled
up into a faint smile. At some point back then, he started to sense that a girl had popped up around
him, but all his focus was on Lyla. Moreover, Myra never did anything to get his attention. Naturally, he
simply overlooked her. Who would have thought that before she confessed to him, she had already
done so many things for him? The thought of her selfless behavior toward him added warmth to his
eyes.
The white smoke from the tip of the cigarette was still rising gradually. Patting him on the shoulder, the
principal said, “When it comes to certain people, don’t wait until they’re gone to feel regret. Myra
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to it.”
The principal simply wanted to give Sean a word of advice. After their conversation, he remembered
some follow-up work he still had to deal with in the auditorium. As soon as he turned around, he saw
another man standing sluggishly behind him. He jumped up in surprise then quickly smiled at the man.
“Director Hart, what are you doing out here?”
They did not know when Tony came and stood behind them, but he was also smoking a cigarette. The
cloud of smoke blurred his constantly cold and sharp face, making it hard for anyone to see his
expression. With one hand in his pocket and the other holding the cigarette, he moved his lips and
said, “It’s getting late. I came out to get my lover.” He had a tall and slender stature, and a blank face
that made people stare in awe.
He mentioned his wedding day was not far away during the conference earlier. The principal couldn’t
help but smile at the thought, and flattered, “I haven’t congratulated you yet, Director Hart. When you
have your wedding reception, I will have to go and have at least one drink with you even if I have to
force myself.”
Tony tapped his cigarette and asked, “Are you being sincere?”
The principal paused for a moment then quickly nodded. “Of course. You donated three buildings for us
to use as dormitories at Bradfort University, and even built us a brand new modern library. On behalf of
the whole university, I am very grateful to you, Director Hart. I’m curious to see which lucky woman is
going to marry you.”
When Tony heard that last remark, he brushed a displeased gaze over the man beside the principal
and saw that Sean’s expression had shifted. Not to mention, his eyes looked extremely dreary.
Narrowing his eyes, Tony took another puff of smoke before putting out the cigarette carelessly beside
him. “You know her too, Mr. Jones. It’s Myra Stark; she used to study at your school.”
Ian Jones was still smiling sincerely up until now, but his face quickly stiffened. He thought he did not
hear clearly. “Who… did you say, Director Hart?”
Not waiting for Tony’s answer, Sean tossed the cigarette down on the ground and stepped on it with his
leather shoe. After that, he started walking toward his car that was parked not too far away while
wearing a cold expression.
Tony pulled his gaze back and smiled. “When the time comes, Myra and I will invite you to our wedding,
Mr. Jones.”
Ian couldn’t pretend like he did not hear him clearly now. As he watched Sean storm off from behind
and thought about what he just heard, an awkward look covered his face. I’m certain Director Hart
overheard the things I told Sean earlier. But… did Myra start seeing Director Hart right after her divorce
with Sean? That… is a little absurd. When did she get close to Director Hart?
“Hmm…” On the surface, however, Ian regained his composure quickly and kept nodding with a smile.
Tony did not say anything else either. Sticking a hand in his pocket, he simply walked out. Ian had
wanted to send him off personally, but seeing him from the back, he figured that Tony did not want him
to follow along. He stood in place and only watched Tony leave. After that, he let out a sigh and walked
back into the auditorium to finish up some work.
Tony was not in a hurry. Once he left the auditorium, he strolled along the path he took when he came
in earlier. Bradfort University had an outstanding maidenhair path. Currently, this path was lined with
two rows of maidenhair trees. The leaves were a mixture of yellow and green, filling the place with
beautiful colors.
Tony slowly strolled along this path. He already looked exceptional in his suit and leather shoes. With
his handsome features and tall stature, he had become the center of attention of several female
students. They did not forget to take a second look at him as he passed by, then they huddled together
and whispered to each other bashfully. Nonetheless, he turned a deaf ear to them. Even though he had
a cigarette in his hand, he did not smoke and simply strolled along. His eyes grew more and more
gentle as though he had thought of something.
“Excuse me, Mister.”
Suddenly, someone with a coy voice entered his vision, forcing him to narrow his eyes and stop
walking.