Nothing Matters, except YOU & Me novel Chapter 220

Mrs. Fletcher reluctantly fetched a chair, whereas Myra turned to Kris. “Can you please scoot over to make some space?” Myra murmured and smiled sweetly.

Rachel and Kris acted like loving family members in front of me for such a long time just now. If Kris were to refuse to make space, she would be humiliating both Rachel and herself.

Under Rachel’s scrutiny, Kris had no choice but to shift her chair reluctantly.

Myra placed the chair properly. Just as she was seated, she conveniently pinched Tony’s thigh hard while hissing at him quietly, “You’re trouble!”

It was barely a whisper so others might not have heard her, but Tony heard her clearly.

His lips curled into a faint smile.

Myra fingers ached from pinching him and she was just about to shift her hand away when a large, warm and dry hand grabbed hers. She wasn’t sure if Tony was doing it on purpose, but his calloused left fingers rubbed against Myra’s. He continued the friction while pressing her hand against his warm thigh.

An electric shock radiated immediately throughout Myra’s limbs.

Her face blushed slightly and she wanted to glare at him, but Tony did not turn to look at her. Instead, he was chatting with Cameron seriously. “It is my first time paying you a visit at the Stark Residence but I did not prepare any extravagant gifts. I bought a set of white porcelain from Kyoto previously and I hope that it’ll be to your taste, President Stark,” Tony sounded much more polite this time around compared to when they were at the entrance.

“Director Hart, it’s great enough that you’re here. You don’t have to be so courteous as to prepare a gift for us.”

Although Cameron was surprised by Tony’s politeness, he was secretly happy because it maintained his self-esteem and dignity despite losing 5% of the Stark Group’s shares beforehand. However, when he recalled that his younger daughter was the cause for the loss of the shares, Cameron couldn’t help but glance coldly at Kris.

Kris did not heed the frosty glare from Cameron because she was observing what was happening under the dining table from the corner of her eye. They are holding hands tightly just right beside me!

Myra is a b*tch! She’s always seducing Tony whenever and wherever she is! It is no wonder that Tony has been entranced by her recently.

Kris was blinded by rage and she wanted nothing more than to rush forward to rip their hands apart.

“Kris, fetch a clean set of cutlery for Director Hart.” Rachel noticed that her daughter looked off, so she immediately tried to ask her to leave.

At that moment, Kris seemingly snapped back to reality. She noticed the panic in Rachel’s gaze, so she inhaled deeply to calm herself down. No; I can’t continue acting rashly. I’m not even sure if we can go on with the plan tonight. If unexpected things crop up again, Cameron will never forgive us both.

Kris endured it at the critical moment and she obeyed Rachel, standing up obediently to make her way to the kitchen. It is an opportunity to personally prepare Tony’s cutlery after all… Kris’ lips turned into a smirk but before she could take the first step, Tony’s voice stopped her. “There’s no need; I can use this set.”

He took over the cutlery in front of him, as if not bothered that Myra had used them before. He then scooped some food into the plate and started chewing his food elegantly.

Everybody’s expression changed and they stared at Tony with a complicated gaze.

Myra was the only one who was moved after the initial shock wore off. Tony’s actions always reassure me and make me feel good. However, I can’t possibly make things difficult for him. She was about to stand up to fetch a new set of cutlery for him, but Tony seemed to read her mind because he grabbed her right hand with his left to pull her down. Then, he turned to look at her. “Are you still hungry?”

“Uh…” Myra was already full so she shook her head. “I’ll go get a set of cutlery for you. You’re using the ones I’ve used earlier,” she answered him softly.

“Don’t bother.” Tony’s expression was calm as he took a mouthful of the food on the half-eaten plate.