Tony knew very well what it felt like when he clasped Myra in his arms. Sometimes, it’s difficult to devote oneself to another woman once one’s heart belongs to someone else. After sighing softly, he rested his chin on her head, smoothed her hair gently, and whispered in a hoarse voice that sounded far gentler than usual, “Stop crying…”His soft voice tenderly healed the wound in Myra’s heart like a gentle breeze. At this very moment, Myra was no longer in the mood to feel everything around her; all she wanted was to vent all the repressed grief and anguish within her by crying.As the pedestrians hurried to and fro outside the car window, no one seemed to notice the sad and yet slightly heartwarming scene of the man and the woman in the car.It wasn’t until the night settled in, the evening lights were lit, and the whole city was enveloped in the darkness outside the window that the woman next to him went from weeping into calmness. As her eyes glazed over, she only felt that the emb
Myra walked several steps, but there was no sound of footsteps coming from behind. For some unknown reason, she suddenly felt a twinge inside her, and an emotion that she had never experienced before quickly spread through her heart.She gritted her teeth and looked back. A look of surprise flashed across Tony’s face, but he quickly reassumed his usual poker face.Myra tucked the hair that had been brought to the front by the breeze behind her ear. Softly, she uttered, “Director Hart, I said something I shouldn’t have when you sent me back on the night of Old Master Hart’s birthday banquet. You’re not the kind of man who takes advantage of others’ misfortunes and disrespects women, so I should apologize to you.”In fact, it should have occurred to her that a man like Tony had high expectations for women in the first place. Moreover, he hadn’t had a girlfriend despite being nearly 35 years old. If he wasn’t proud and aloof by nature, he must—just as described in the video that day—have
The faint light of the wall lamp shone obliquely on Sean from behind, making his figure seem even taller and more erect in the light as he stood in front of the French window in the bedroom.Unlike Tony’s mixed-race-like nobleness and elegance, Sean’s facial features belonged to a more typical Asian. His high brow ridge made his eyes look very refined, and the thin lips below his tall nose had a heartless and unfeeling quality similar to Tony’s. However, compared to Tony’s impassiveness, Sean’s iciness was immature and partly affected. Perhaps Sean can become someone like Tony one day…As the idea crossed Lyla’s mind, her eyes took on a touch of sorrow; she stopped wiping her hair dry and replied bitterly, “Sean… of course I love you! It’s just that… if you regret it and want to chase after Myra again… I-I won’t blame you…”Seeing Lyla’s sorrowful expression, Sean knew that his marriage to Myra over the past two years had hurt her deeply. He then sighed softly while tightening his arm
Myra couldn’t help scolding herself inwardly for being an idiot after finishing her sentence. Is it necessary to tell him this kind of thing in person? Besides, I could’ve just called him even if I wanted to report this to him, yet I drove here so late at night, as if with some unspeakable purpose!Flushing bright red with embarrassment, Myra suddenly found herself at a loss for where to put the pair of hands that she originally had placed on her steering wheel.Tony’s eyes narrowed slightly as he glanced down at the expensive watch on his wrist. Then, he asked her flatly, “Are you busy tonight?”“Huh?” Myra didn’t come to her senses for a moment.Tony repeated flatly, “Are you busy tonight?”Myra hesitated before she shook her head puzzledly. “No, I’m not.”Tony’s mouth seemed to curve into a faint smile. He was tall and handsome in the first place, and such a calm and composed demeanor lent him a charm that most men lacked. Suddenly, he walked toward the passenger seat and knocked o
Meanwhile, Elliot, Shawn, Damian, and the others had arrived at Zion Club. They were here to give a farewell dinner to Damian, who would be returning to the army very soon.Elliot was a casual person in the first place, so when he saw the voice message from Tony, he unthinkingly played it in front of everyone else right away.“Director Hart is now on Chilham Route and will reach Zion Club in ten minutes.”The soft and familiar voice that came from the cell phone stunned everyone at once. When they realized what had happened, Elliot’s eyes instantly lit up. “Wow, Tony is with Mrs. Hart right now!” he exclaimed. “Damn, did Tony let Mrs. Hart touch his cell phone?!” he added.Everyone in the circle knew how serious Tony’s grumpiness was. Previously, he reluctantly handed his cell phone to Elliot only after the latter tried every way possible to convince him of the wonderful benefits of using Messenger. Nevertheless, he nearly killed Elliot with his eyes as he watched the latter tinkering
Elliot muttered, “You actually ordered warm fruit juice? You really are becoming increasingly fussy, Tony.”Myra felt even more ill at ease. Who would order warm drinks on a hot day? But… indeed, she could only drink something warm because she was having her period these days. She wondered if Tony ordered warm drinks by sheer coincidence or because of something else.She glanced back at Tony, who—as it happened—was looking at her as well. There seemed to be an emotion in his eyes that slowly permeated the private room, giving her a momentary impression that he was wearing a tender expression.Tender? Myra was stunned, but Tony had ireassumed his usual stony face when she looked at him again. He asked flatly, “Why are you looking at me, Miss Stark?”Upon hearing his words, Myra was startled for a moment. Then, seeing that everyone was looking at her, she instantly went red in the face. She wanted to say that he was looking at her as well, but saying so would sound too suggestive, so sh
Tony took a deep puff of his cigarette. “Why do you think I’m grabbing you?”He could no longer stop the flame of desire within him from leaping up after watching Myra drink the fruit juice from his glass just now. Seeing how pretty she looked with the water splashed onto her face, he recalled how he had been luring her toward him step by step these days, only to be met with merciless refusals. All of a sudden, he couldn’t stop himself from wanting to press her against his chest, to which he actually did.Myra was slim, but her figure seemed to be tailor-made for him; he felt an incredible sense of perfection while taking her into his arms. This made him unable to refrain from tightening his arms around her, but he couldn’t stop himself from feeling peeved as he pressed the woman in his arms to his chest with all his might. He had never seen such a woman who had no idea what was good for her. If she were someone else, he would have turned around long ago without giving her another gla
Myra found herself breathing heavily; her debating skills were nothing in comparison to the man who stood before her eyes. “Even if I do like you a little bit, it still wouldn’t be enough. Whatever feelings you have for me aren’t enough, and it’s not enough to make me want to be your woman!” She couldn’t stop herself from barking at the man in front of her.“Not enough?” Tony pulled her closer toward his chest and forced her to stare into his eyes right then. “Did you think I only had three companies to choose from for the Sunny Bay Project? I only wanted to reduce the stress and pressure placed on you; why else would I have put in so much effort just to reject all of the designers who were better than you?When you were bullied by Elsie, why didn’t I just allow her to be the representative for communications between Chase Group and Hart Group? Why do you think I asked for you and cleared up all the false accusations made about you? Couldn’t you tell what Sasha was trying to do with m