Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean) novel Chapter 106

As if feeling Myra’s gaze on him, he flinched ever so slightly as he was holding the golf club. Turning to hand it over to an employee, he nodded at the middle-aged man next to him and headed toward Myra’s direction.

Myra could see that he was coming over, but her eyes fell upon a woman standing beside him who was holding a warm towel in her hands.

The woman was no stranger to her; she was Belle Bridgers, the daughter of the middle-aged man standing next to Tony, Director Bridgers. She had just returned from studying abroad in the United States. Myra knew exactly what was going on from the way the woman’s eyes twinkled as she looked up at Tony when he had holed the ball earlier. It was even a little uncomfortable to watch.

It wasn’t until Tony arrived before her that she recovered from her thoughts. Looking at him, she asked hesitantly, “Am I… interrupting something?”

Tony stared back at her, his eyes steady.

He knew all too well about what had happened after she left his office in the morning. Her eyes were filled to the brim with hurt and misery, and he knew that she was here because she needed a favor.

He said, “Since you’re already here, it’s pointless to say all that, Miss Stark.”

She couldn’t make out his state of mind from his tone. Earlier on her ride to the golf club, she was contemplating whether to discreetly ask for his help if he was in a good mood, but…

“Director Hart, I need your help for something. I received a call earlier at Hart Group—”

“Myra—” Tony interrupted before she could finish.

She froze. Tony’s eyes narrowed, staring at her with an unreadable look in his eyes. Noticing the way she looked back at himself in shock, he explained, “I don’t know if you’ve heard about this, but you can be quite boring sometimes.”

Myra’s expression stiffened a little as she chewed on her bottom lip, realizing that she was being watched by a beautiful, graceful woman from a distance.

She forced a small smile. “I guess… I really am interrupting something here. If that’s the case… I’ll talk to you some other day,” she said and turned to leave, but the look of unwavering stubbornness was still written on her face.

“Can you play golf?” Tony’s sudden query stopped her in her tracks.

Myra turned back, startled. Looking into his eyes, there was a hint of incomprehensible darkness which quickly disappeared. He reverted back to his usual, nonchalant demeanor. Seeing that she was unresponsive, he asked again, “Can you play golf?”

Myra shook her head.

Due to the longstanding resentment she had toward Cameron since childhood, she strongly hated every hobby that he had; naturally, she didn’t want to learn any of them.

Tony shoved his hands in his pockets. Standing on the neatly trimmed grass, the gentle caress of the sunlight greatly complimented his charming appearance. He said softly, “Join me for some golf briefly, and we can talk about it later.”

“But…” Myra tugged at her lips, glancing again at the woman who was now looking rather impatient. “I can’t play…”

“In that case, you’ll have to learn.” Tony started walking back to the golf course. “Isn’t it fair for me to boost my mood before hearing what you have to say?”

Myra watched as he went further and further away. She gritted her teeth. Then again, no one was as blunt and forthright as her when it came to asking for help!