Nothing Matters, except YOU & Me

Chapter 387

Tony didn’t ask her why she went to the Chase Group. “Well, it’s good to go back and rest early. I’ll go

back early tonight.”

The corners of Myra’s mouth turned up slightly when she heard his reply. When he finished his

sentence, she immediately asked, “Aren’t you going to ask me why I went to the Chase Group?”

“Why else would you have gone other than to return the share transfer agreement that Sean gave

you?” Tony replied nonchalantly as if he didn’t give a damn about this matter or Sean himself.

Myra smiled. “You actually guessed it right. All right then, come back early tonight.”

“Okay.” Tony hung up directly without saying anything else.

When Myra hung up and turned around, Sebastian was still standing beside her. Once she put down

the receiver, he glared at Myra and snorted. “You’re about to get married, yet you keep going to the

Chase Group. Aren’t you worried that your fiancé will be jealous?”

“Tony isn’t jealous at all; he didn’t even ask me what I was doing there,” Myra replied with a smile. “He

trusts me, so you’ll trust me as well, won’t you, Old Master Hart?”

“Did I say that I don’t trust you?” Sebastian gave Myra another glare with a stern expression.

Myra gave a soft smile. “Even so, I should tell you what happened, Old Master Hart. Sean bought a lot

of the Stark Group’s shares recently, and he transferred them under my name. Hence, I went there

today to return the shares to him.”

Sebastian’s eyes widened at once. “What?! Is that brat still pestering you?!”

“Well, you can say that.” Myra sat down on the sofa and massaged her sore feet.

“Hmph! What a thick-skinned man he is!” Sebastian was displeased at the thought of Sean, for it felt

awful that someone kept thinking about his granddaughter-in-law. He looked at Myra seriously and

said, “Now that you’ve decided to be together with my grandson, you mustn’t transfer your affections to

someone else again. Do you get it? You’ll never find someone else like this grandson of mine in the

future no matter how hard you try.”

“Don’t you dislike Tony, Old Master Hart?” Myra feigned puzzlement as she winked at Sebastian. “You

used to wish that you never had a grandson like him, but now you’re praising him to the skies.”

Sebastian gave a snort before retorting with a straight face, “Since when did I dislike him?”

Myra was somewhat speechless. At last, she knew from whom Tony inherited his shamelessness.

In the evening, Myra went to the kitchen to help with dinner preparations. Suddenly, her cell phone

rang. When she ran over and picked up the phone, she saw that it was a phone call from Elliot. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Elliot’s usually casual-sounding voice became somewhat solemn, and it was quite rare. “Myra, Tony

might be home later tonight; something came up at the company at the last moment. By the way, he

asked me to tell you that you guys don’t have to wait for him to have dinner. He’ll order some takeout

with us and have some food to fill his stomach.”

When she heard Elliot’s tone, Myra surmised that something serious had happened to the company.

Thinking that it wasn’t good to eat takeout, she suggested, “Would you like me to deliver dinner to you

guys? Where are you all? Are you guys at the Hart Group?”

Elliot thought for a moment before turning her down. “It’s not necessary, Myra. Something might

happen tonight, so don’t leave the Hart Residence. Tony will probably go back tonight.”

“What’s going to happen?” Myra had her heart in her mouth the instant she heard Elliot’s words. Elliot

was seldom so serious; he wouldn’t speak in such a tone unless something serious would happen. “Did

anything happen to Tony? Why are you the one calling me? Where is he?”

“Don’t worry, Myra. Nothing happened to Tony; he’s now helping Shawn deal with some matters. Let’s

put it this way—the matter tonight is very important. If things go smoothly, the Walton Family, the

newcomer to Bradfort City, will suffer heavy losses tomorrow afternoon.” Elliot knitted his brows. He

knew that he couldn’t tell Myra the whole story; if she insisted on coming to the Hart Group, he would

have nothing to compensate Tony with once anything unexpected happened midway through this and

something happened to her. Besides, they hadn’t gotten their hands on key evidence to bring a lawsuit

against the Walton Family, though Lyla was already working hard on that. As long as they obtained the

evidence, it would be easy to sue the Walton Family.

Myra couldn’t help herself and thought deeper into it; she felt that the manner in which Elliot spoke was

too serious. “Will you guys be in danger?”

“It’s okay. The Walton Family should be still unaware of what we’re doing, but for safety reasons, you’d

better stay at home, Myra.”

“All right. Be careful then,” Myra reminded warily.

She was in no mood to prepare dinner after hanging up. After taking off her apron, she went to

Sebastian’s study and told him what Elliot had told her over the phone just now.

However, Sebastian looked very unperturbed and continued to focus on his painting after listening to

her words. “What are you getting into a panic about? They know what to do, and they know very well

what they should take precautions against.”

“Should we send a few bodyguards to protect them?” Myra would come up with some half-baked ideas

whenever she was nervous.

Sebastian shot a sidelong glance at her. “Won’t we give ourselves away? Aren’t we telling the Walton

Family plainly that they’re going to make a big move if we do so?”

“But—” Myra was afraid that the Walton Family might do something desperate once they learned

something. After all, Elliot told her just now that the Waltons would suffer heavy losses if everything

went smoothly.

“Just read a book if your mood fluctuates that much. My grandson still has this bit of capability, so you

should trust him.”

Since Sebastian didn’t seem to be in the mood to talk about this again, Myra could only drop the

matter. “All right.”

Myra ate little for dinner that evening since she was worried about Tony. When Lisa asked her about it,

she merely said that she didn’t feel like eating.

Even so, Lisa brought her a bowl of chicken soup after dinner. “Even if you have no stomach for dinner,

you must drink this soup,” she said. When she saw how worried Myra looked, her expression softened

considerably. “I know that you’re worried about Tony, but please rest assured. He has handled a lot of

such matters with Shawn and Damian in the past, so you don’t have to be worried. He’ll be okay.”

“Okay.” Myra finished the chicken soup in one gulp since she didn’t want the old woman to worry about

her. She choked for a moment while drinking it, but she soon drank it to the last drop.

However, her stomach began to churn after Lisa left; Myra ran to the bathroom and vomited the

chicken soup she had just drunk. She had never felt so tormented while waiting for someone to come

home. Even when she was still married to Sean in the past, she never wanted Sean to come home so

urgently despite her one-sided love for him. However, she didn’t dare to call Tony at this moment, for

she was afraid of disturbing him or keeping them from their affairs.

Time went by slowly, and every hour felt like an hour to her. At last, the sound of a car driving in could

be heard downstairs outside the window in the wee hours of the morning.

Myra was in such a hurry that she didn’t even have time to wear slippers as she ran outside. Sebastian

opened the door at the same time, but she could no longer notice him. On the other hand, Sebastian

was appalled to see her running downstairs. “Be careful! Don’t run…”

Myra only heard someone talking behind her, but all she could think about right now was the man

outside. As soon as she ran to the hallway, the door was opened from the outside.

As she stood by the hallway in a daze, she watched the door open little by little before the face she

missed very much finally appeared before her. For some reason, she felt an inexplicable twinge in her

nose, and her eyes reddened instantly.

Tony opened the door and was startled to see the woman standing at the door. When he noticed her

reddened eyes, his heart melted all of a sudden; he walked up to the woman before him and took her

into his arms. “Why are you crying? Didn’t I ask Elliot to tell you that I’d be coming back later?”

At the mention of Elliot, Myra immediately freed herself from Tony’s embrace, grabbed his arms, and

eyed him up and down for a long time. She then asked anxiously, “Did anything happen to you? Did

you get injured?”

“What happened to me? Why would I get injured?” Tony asked puzzledly.