Chapter 222. Uncle Tony

When Sean saw that they did not have enough cash to make payment at the counter, he had instinctively taken out his card and handed it over the counter.

He stared at the woman before him. She was dressed in her usual work attire and the plain outfit only flattered her figure instead of hiding it. He took in her features and realized how delicate they looked. It was as if he was truly seeing her for the first time and he found that she was almost as, if not more, attractive than Lyla. In fact, there was a serene beauty to her and she exuded a quiet sense of determination that was otherwise lost on Lyla.

“You don’t have to draw such a harsh line between us, Myra,” Sean mused as his thin lips curved into a cold smile, although his gaze was impassive. “We were husband and wife, after all. I have no qualms about paying for these.”

“We don’t care about whether you have qualms or not.” Myra frowned. She tried to bypass him, but she was blocked by him again. She wondered w