Nothing Matters, except YOU & Me

Chapter 186

After Myra said that, her face looked like it was about to burn from how red it was. She quickly sat

upright in her seat and started the engine to depart.

Meanwhile, the man who was on the receiving end of her affection glanced at a shady place in the

rearview mirror and smiled with a profound look in his eyes.

Sean’s car was still parked behind them.

It was as if he had been possessed earlier. After getting into his car, he did not leave right away but

drove to the school’s gate instead as though he was waiting for something.

While he looked at the merry food stalls on the side of the street and the happy crowd of people, his

eyes were out of focus for a long time.

Did this place carry a lot of memories that he shared with Myra?

The principal’s words kept circling around in his mind: ‘When it comes to certain people, don’t wait until

they’re gone to feel regret. Myra deserves as much as you can give her. If another turning point comes

around, you should hold on tight to it.’

Do I still have a chance? His expression loosened up slightly. I probably do, don’t I? She loved me for

so long. Two months ago, she even tried to ask me to stay. How could she change her mind in such a

short amount of time?

If he went up to her now and told her that he regretted it, would she give him another chance?

He was gripping the steering wheel tightly when, suddenly, a familiar car entered his vision. That white

sports car belongs to Myra.

The moment he saw the familiar figure get out of the car, his eyes remained fixed on her, and he no Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

longer saw anyone or anything else.

He quickly unbuckled his seatbelt with the thought of getting out of the car and going up to her. Very

quickly, however, he spotted another figure appear in her line of vision. It’s him again.

When Sean stepped out, he watched Myra rush into Tony’s arms voluntarily and the two of them were

affectionate with each other as though there was no else there. She did not know that Sean was

standing at the side, so she was not trying to make him mad on purpose. Does that mean… she

actually likes him?

He gripped the car door so hard that he almost tore it down.

Seeing the loving couple ahead, he simply went back inside his sports car.

Inside the car, his phone had been vibrating for a while, but he did not answer it. He felt agitated. At this

moment, however, he needed to find something to occupy himself with. As soon as he picked up, Lyla

wailed, “Sean, where are you? Can you come home right now? Mom went too far this time! She

actually followed me. That’s how much she doesn’t trust me! This time, you have to speak up for me…”

Every now and then, he could hear his mother screaming in the background. “When did I follow you? I

was also at the mall to do some shopping! You’re allowed to go to the mall, but I’m not? How does that

make sense?”

“Then, why did you wear sunglasses and walk around sneakily behind me? Even the shopkeeper could

tell that you were following me. What are you still quibbling about?”

“Quibbling? I’m not quibbling! I indeed went to the mall, but I wasn’t following you. Are you delusional?”

While he listened to their argument get more intense, he couldn’t help but massage his temples.

Feeling like the veins in his forehead were popping, he ended the call abruptly and turned off his

phone.

He did not know when it started, but at some point, Lyla and his mother started to get into conflict with

each other. They were always arguing, and they would call him if it got out of hand. In the beginning, it

was manageable, but it happened so often that even someone more patient would lose their temper.

His mind wandered to when Myra was at home. She got along very well with Mom. Mom always took

her side too and told me I was in the wrong. But Myra did not like to argue and was also a filial

daughter-in-law…

When he thought of Myra and saw the car in front of him depart, he pursed his lips and followed after

them with a dark gaze.

Upon hearing that Myra wanted to stop by the supermarket, Tony furrowed his brows and asked,

“Aren’t we going straight home?”

She turned and looked at him with a warm gaze. “We’ve run out of ingredients at home, so we have to

get more at the grocery store. I’m going to make you a big meal and let you have a feast today. How

does that sound?”

His brows shot up. “You can let me have a feast even without any ingredients.” His voice was deep and

alluring.

Her hands trembled and caused the steering wheel to go sideways. The car wobbled for a moment and

leaned toward the right. As a result, she got pulled over by a traffic officer.

Hearing his low chuckle, she shot him a glare. “It’s all your fault!”

When she saw the traffic officer run over, she leaned across Tony without haste and opened the car

window on the passenger side.

“You drove off the road. Do you know how dangerous that was?” The traffic police asked formally while

he was recording something with his head down.

She quickly admitted in a small voice, “I’m sorry. My hands slipped earlier. I’ll be more careful next

time.”

Perhaps she was quick to acknowledge her mistake and was also a beautiful girl, hence, the traffic

officer did not press further. Out of concern, however, he exhorted once again, “You have to focus when

you’re driving next time. Don’t go off the road again.”

She nodded immediately.

As soon as the traffic officer turned away and was about to leave, he suddenly heard an alarming cry

with a hint of annoyance.

His steps came to a halt, and he turned back again. “What happened?”

She was currently sprawled over Tony’s lap. Waving her hand awkwardly at the traffic officer, she

assured, “It’s fine. I just slipped.”

When the traffic officer saw that she was fine, he walked down to another car that had been pulled

over.

Myra did not fall on Tony’s lap willingly, but she was pulled down. Of course, it was by the man beside

her.

She looked at him in annoyance.

His eyes were slightly dark, and his voice was dull. “If you don’t get up now, I’ll have to deal with you.”

Surprised, she quickly went back to her seat and started the car.

This time, though, she had clearly slowed down.

A vague smile grew on Tony’s lips. Upon seeing something in the rearview mirror, the smile on the

corners of his lips hesitated and became indifferent.

When they arrived at the basement parking lot of the supermarket, Tony did not get out of the car. “I’m

going to smoke a cigarette outside. You can go in first. I’ll call you later.”

She nodded and went into the supermarket obediently. After she left, he stepped out of the car and

pulled out a cigarette. Holding it in his mouth, he used his right hand to light it with a lighter. He propped

himself up against the white sports car and narrowed his eyes. Soon, the white cloud of smoke rose in

the air, creating a contrast with his fierce demeanor by adding a sense of leisure.

Before Myra left, she gave him the keys. They were currently in his other hand.

Right after Myra left, a Lamborghini drove in and parked in the spot next to theirs. The man inside

seemed to be suppressing his fury as he jumped out of the car.

They were both wearing black suits with white shirts underneath; they both had unrivaled looks, the

same cold face, and the same hostile eyes.

Sean looked at the man in front of him. He finally found a place to put out the anger he suppressed all

morning. All of a sudden, he strode forward with his right hand ready to punch Tony across the face.

His fist seemed to carry supreme strength. It also bore the uncontrollable anger he felt at this moment.

Just as he was getting close to Tony, Tony quickly stepped out of the way. It all happened very quickly.

After he stepped out of the way, Sean felt a strong punch on his lower abdomen. The pain even made

him stumble a couple of steps back.

Tony simply swept a glance over Sean’s furious eyes. Using the hand he punched Sean with, he took

the cigarette out of his mouth and looked at Sean with ease and coldness. “Stop trying to hit on Myra.

I’m running out of patience.”