When Gemma heard Sean’s words, she was a little worried and afraid, but it fueled her hatred and envy even more. She couldn’t understand what was so amazing about Myra that made the guys so smitten with her; even Ernie, who had just seen her, also complimented her! Just what is so amazing about Myra to these men?
“You’re so devoted, Director Chase. Miss Stark is about to get married, but you still can’t get her off your mind,” Gemma said with a sarcastic smirk. Turning to Myra, she continued, “You’ve planned everything so well, Miss Stark. While you’re dating one man, you also keep another hooked on the line. Are you keeping a spare man for yourself this way so that you’ll have a good place to turn to in case Tony dumps you one day?”
“Stop attacking others like a mad dog, Gemma,” Myra snapped. When she recovered her composure, she quickly stood up and got out of Sean’s embrace, then she kept a distance from him, leaving him to stare gloomily at his empty arms for a second.
“A mad dog? Being a mad dog is better than being a b*tch!” Peering at the both of them, Gemma waved her cell phone gleefully at them, saying, “What do you think of this picture?” Earlier when Sean held Myra to break her fall, Gemma had quickly snapped a picture of that moment. “Should I send it to Tony?”
“Do whatever you want,” Myra answered nonchalantly while smirking mockingly. “There’s a surveillance camera outside of the coffee house, and everything that happened earlier was captured on camera. What do you think you can achieve by sending this picture? Besides showing other people how despicable you are, do you really think you can drive a wedge between me and Tony with that?”
“Oh Myra, did you overestimate your relationship with Tony? Don’t you think you’re being a bit too optimistic? Are you really so sure that he can’t do without you? Aren’t you flattering yourself a little too much?” Gemma said, clutching her fists tightly. In fact, Myra was right, and Gemma still remembered her lesson from the scandal incident the last time. Therefore, she didn’t dare to act rashly this time, but she merely said those things earlier to spite Myra because she just couldn’t take it lying down.
Just as the words left her lips, a low voice belonging to a man echoed beside them. The man was speaking in an indifferent and emotionless tone, and he even sounded a little frosty. “Speaking of flattering oneself, it’s clear that you’re above everyone else, Miss Walton.”
Without any of them realizing it, Tony had driven his car over, stopped it at the roadside and walked toward them. Seeing him, Myra called out to him.
Tony paced over and walked past Sean calmly to stand next to Myra before pulling her into his arms. With a solemn look at Gemma, he said, “Judging from what happened today, it seems like you’re quite unwell, Miss Walton. I wonder if the procedures will be troublesome if I mention it to the higher ups to have a dangerous patient sent to a psychiatric institution.”
He was merciless with his words, showing no respect for Gemma at all. On the other hand, all blood drained from Gemma’s face as she bit her lip hard, and she wanted to pull off the scarf which was in the way. However, she knew that she would be outmatched even more if she did that. Hence, she clenched her fists tightly and wanted to say something else, but Tony had already started to walk away toward his car with his arm around Myra’s shoulders.
The words were stuck in her throat, and she trembled in anger at the sight of how loving the both of them were. Seeing how glum Sean was when he stared at Tony and Myra, she chuckled mockingly and said, “Take a good look at what a two-faced woman she is, and if she’s worth all of you treating her so nicely, Director Chase!”
Keeping his gaze away from them, Sean turned to look at Gemma frostily and said, “Whether she’s worth it or not is up to us to decide. It’s none of your business, Miss Walton.” Without waiting for a reply from her, he left the spot directly.
By now, Gemma was shaking all over in anger from the way these men treated her. Suddenly, she heard the loud noise of a car engine, and she turned to see a black Mercedes-Benz driving past. She seemed to have caught a glimpse of Ernie’s side profile. In just a few seconds, the car had driven away from the entrance of the coffee house.
She chased after it for a few steps, but the car turned into a corner and disappeared from sight. Stomping her feet furiously, she was about to call Ernie to ask him why he had left before picking her up when he called her first.
Glaring at the caller ID, she deliberately waited until the very last moment to pick up the call before the line could be disconnected. However, when she picked up the call, Ernie immediately said, “Gemma, I have to attend to some urgent business in my company, so I won’t be able to drop you off. Grab a cab back to the hospital by yourself and take care.”
Without waiting for her to say anything, he hung up the call, and when she tried calling again, his phone was already switched off. With an incredibly sombre face, Gemma tried to calm herself down deeply from within before she gradually regained her composure.
“You won’t be smug for long, Myra Stark! And you’ll regret the day you gave up on me, Tony Hart!” she vowed under her breath viciously.
After getting into the car, Tony didn’t look too pleased, so Myra leaned toward him to grab his arm. “I didn’t see that Sean was there earlier, and he merely helped me out when Gemma shoved me,” she explained, thinking that he was unhappy to see herself with Sean.
Kissing her cheek, he said, “I know that he saved our baby earlier, but Gemma…”
His voice turned stone-cold at the mention of Gemma’s name. Again and again, she came seeking trouble with them, and he naturally wouldn’t let her have it easy in the future.
Tugging at his arm, Myra said, “I didn’t even imagine that she would show up. She really gave me a scare.”
“Yeah. It’s fine now that both you and the baby are safe,” he said, trying to console her.
“The Waltons are doing really well recently. Are you not feeling any pressure from it?” From how arrogant Gemma was acting earlier, Myra could imagine how well her family must be doing now.
“Well, I’m actually worried that they aren’t doing well enough,” Tony replied with a lopsided smirk. A dark look flashed across his eyes as he started the engine and drove away from the place.
On the way, Myra looked at the bracelet on her wrist and said to the man who was driving next to her, “You got Mr. Blanc to design jewelry for me?” Earlier, she didn’t notice it, but she could see it clearly now.
She could see his intense seriousness from his side profile while he was driving. The night lights poured over the side of his face, casting bright lights on it for one second and plunging his features into shadows the next, but his face still appeared incredibly gentle.
“Yes. I thought that you’ll like his designs,” he answered truthfully.
“I do like it very much,” she replied, gazing at the bracelet as a sense of happiness filled her heart.
After dinner at home, Myra received a text from Cameron, telling her how badly their company did on this day. Maybe he was worried that Tony might pick up the call if he called, which was why he had sent a text instead.
When she finished reading the text, she deleted it right away.
Then, she heard a husky voice from the bathroom. “Myra, I forgot the towel. Please pass me one.”
Without thinking too much about it, Myra grabbed a clean towel from the closet and went to the bathroom. The bathroom door then opened partially with a click, and Tony stood with his back straight at the door. Despite the heat and mist, she could see his figure clearly.
He had the golden ratio of a man’s body—wide shoulders and narrow hips—which gave his torso an inverted triangle look. The muscles around his abdomen were chiseled and looked very powerful. In an instant, Myra blushed at the sight and tossed the towel to the man in front of her without hesitation.
