Chapter 336 She Discovered
Luann cried herself to sleep, and when she woke up, it was already the next day. She headed downstairs for breakfast and felt a bit embarrassed when she saw Myron.
"Come over here," Myron gestured for her to sit next to him with a look.
He picked up an egg, peeled it slowly with his long fingers, and placed it on her plate.
As she was eating, Luann's phone rang.
Seeing it was Vincenzo calling, she put it on speaker.
"Luann! Miss me yet!"
Without hesitation, Luann replied, "No."
Vincenzo seemed deeply hurt, and he exclaimed, "I came all this way to see you, but you don't miss me at all! Then I'm going back!"
"Okay."
Vincenzo was incredulous and said, "What did you say? Say it again?"
Clearing her throat, Luann responded, "When will you arrive? I'll pick you up."
"That's more like it! Remember to bring f along!"
Luann glanced at Myron, "What nonsense are you talking about? I have nothing to do with f. This call is on speaker, and my husband will get jealous if he hears."
Vincenzo was a bit confused, "But isn't f just..."
The phone call was disconnected suddenly.
"What's going on?" Vincenzo was puzzled. Recently, he had seen quite a bit of news and discovered something shocking.
'His apprentice f had actually married Luann! This was great news! So he couldn't wait to come over immediately.' Vincenzo thought.
"Never mind. I'll ask when I get there."
Luann looked at Myron wirh puzzled expression, saying,"Why did you hang up for me?"
Myron hesitated for a while before finally answering, "Jealous."
Luann smirked and said, "You're jealous of that? F isn't as handsome as you, his voice isn't as nice, and his temper is terrible. Not jealous anymore?"
Myron was no longer jealous.
But he was a bit angry.
He silently picked up his phone and sent a text to Vincenzo, telling him not to mention his relationship with Luann.
Vincenzo didn't understand what they were up to and murmured, "Maybe this is just a little game between husband and wife!"
"If you're jealous, we can go together." Luann hooked his arm, "Once you meet f, you'll know I'm telling the truth."
Myron said gloomily, "But he wears a mask. How do you know what he looks like?"
"By the vibe! His vibe isn't as good as yours!" Luann said confidently.
For a moment, Myron didn't know what to say.
"Want to come along?"
"No, I have something to do this afternoon."
'How could he go? He couldn't split himself in two!' Myron thought.
Luann felt a bit regretful, "This isn't like you. You used to get mad when I met other men alone."
Myron remained calm, "I want to be a magnanimous man."
Luann curled her lips noncommittally.
After a quick tidy-up, Luann went to the airport.
Myron was worried at home.
'In the past, wearing a mask could fool Luann because she hadn't seen his real face, and they hadn't spent much time together, so they were relatively unfamiliar.
But even so, it had still aroused Luann's suspicion back then.' Myron thought.
Myron decided, 'maybe he should wear a mask that only exposed his eyes and mouth?'
'But that would look like a robbery.'
Myron grabbed a mask, put it on his face, and set off.
When Luann saw him, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Are you so ugly that you can't be seen? Each mask is bigger than the last. Where are the breathing holes? Can you breathe?"
Luann circled around Myron, curiously looking at his mask.
Myron easily changed his voice, "Yes."
"Do you also live in the Upper West Side? You got here so fast."
"Yes."
"Where do you live? Can you give me the address?"
Myron paused, looking at her, "I have a wife."
"Oh." Luann's expression remained unchanged as she said, "Then why did you act like that towards me last time?"
Myron was silent.
Just when he didn't know how to answer, Vincenzo walked out from the exit.
The three of them got in the car.
Vincenzo was extremely enthusiastic towards Luann, holding her hand and chatting, completely ignoring Myron.
Their conversation flowed so much that they were parched by the time they reached the restaurant.
"Luann, I really admire you! No wonder you didn't want to be my apprentice! It turns out that you're so talented at painting too!"
Luann smiled, "I just don't like being restricted."
"Got it!" Vincenzo understood.
'A remarkable woman like Luann surely can't be confined to one place,' Vincenzo pondered.
At this moment, he was really a bit envious of Myron!
"How are you going to eat with that mask on!"
"I'm not hungry."
"You little..."
Luann spoke at the right time, "Forget it. let's not bother with him. We'll eat our food."
"Alright!"
The food was served quickly, and although Myron didn't eat, he helped turn the table.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the dishes that ended up in front of Luann were all her favorites.
She didn't eat them at all, instead going for dishes she normally wouldn't touch.
Myron chuckled softly.
'Luann really knew how to keep her distance,' Myron thougth.
For a moment, he almost felt like they were strangers.
The phone rang.
Myron glanced at it and it was a call from the company.
He got up and went outside, answering the call in the stairwell.
But halfway through the call, he heard footsteps behind him.
"Aren't you going to eat something?"
Luann's voice was clear and melodious.
Myron had to hang up the phone and look at her, "No."
"I remember you once said you loved your wife very much. I'm curious that compared to your wife, who's prettier?"
Luann walked in, casually closing the door behind her.
Myron said, "You're the same."
"How can they be the same? There has to be a winner." Luann seemed dissatisfied with his answer, getting closer to him.
Suddenly, Luann's hand fell on his chest.
Something seemed to slip from her palm into Myron's shirt pocket.
"Truth be told, ever since we met at the bar the other night, I've been somewhat intrigued by you. I have a feeling you feel the same way?"
"I still remember how your hand wrapped around my waist and pulled me into your arms."
Myron's brow furrowed.
He felt Luann's slender fingers sliding down.
"Spend the night with me, will you?"
"The money's already been paid."
It was a credit card.
Luann's eyes were seductive, her watery eyes filled with mischief, every move brimming with allure.
Myron closed his eyes, forcing himself to look away, constantly reminding himself of his identity.
In front of Luann, it was hard for him to say no.
He grabbed Luann's wrist, his voice deep as he said, "Ms. Weaver, please have some self-respect."
Luann laughed softly, her aother hand climbing onto his shoulder and her whole body leaning in.
She whispered in his ear with gentle voice.
"Why are you suddenly so afraid of me getting close to you? Are you afraid I'll discover your true identity?"
"Mr. Curtis?"
" The boss behind rh?"
