Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean) novel Chapter 114

Once he returned to his own condominium, Tony took a shower before he lazed around and pulled his phone out. This was the first time he had ever fiddled with the Messenger application on his phone; he never had the time or interest to do such things in the past. However, after he heard the single, simple word in Myra’s voice note to him, he felt as if his heart was immediately soothed by her presence around him.

It was almost a compulsion for him to lie on his bed and play the same voice note continuously. “Okay,” said Myra’s voice note. He pressed to play it again. “Okay.” Again. “Okay.” He was about to play it another time when his phone started to ring. Naturally, Tony answered the call immediately.

“Are you actually using your phone, Tony? How did you pick up your call so quickly?” Elliot sounded flattered on the other end of the line. Tony’s response wasn’t pleasant as the voice that came from his phone wasn’t the one that he longed to listen to. “Spit it out. What is it?”

“It’s a success!” Elliot didn’t seem concerned to hear Tony’s icy tone on the other end of the call. “Lyla just replied to the message on your phone. She kept thanking you in her message; she sounded almost as though she would get in bed with you if you asked her to!” She doesn’t know that she just turned herself into one of our chess pieces, though!

Upon hearing the news, Tony relaxed the muscles between his eyebrows for a short moment. Then, he frowned and gave a slight scoff. Elliot was curious to hear what was going through Tony’s mind right then. “Sean’s about to get a divorce with Myra. They’re free to get married to whoever they want to after this. It’s your chance to shine, Tony!”

When Tony recalled how Lyla had arranged for the workers at the construction site to go against Myra, he felt his chest burning with rage once more. “Once the divorce happens, I want you to release the news of Estelle being the new ambassador of the Hart Group’s Sunny Bay Project. From then onward, the Hart Group will ban all of Miss Fisher’s appearances on any of our advertisements.”

Elliot froze for a second before he began to chuckle at the woman’s bad luck. “Are you trying to take revenge after what happened with Myra, Tony? She’d be so happy if she found out about what you did for her!”

Would she be happy? All Tony could recall then was the glum, dejected look on her delicate face when she left the restaurant. It seems like I can’t bear to see her going through even the slightest trouble, huh? Tony curled his lips into a smirk before he ended the call.

After that, he continued to scroll through his Messenger. He paused for a moment before he decided to type a text in the conversation that followed the short voice note he had been listening to. ‘Are you asleep?’

The response popped up on his phone almost immediately. ‘No… Is anything the matter?’

He felt an inexplicable sensation brewing in his chest right then. He relaxed his tensed facial muscles as he typed in his message before he could stop himself. ‘It’s nothing. You should get some rest.’

As he composed his message, Tony recalled what Elliot had told him once. He said that I’ll have to be very gentlemanly when I’m trying to chase after a girl; I should include thoughtful and sweet words in my text. Things like ‘get some rest’, ‘good morning’, ‘good night’, ‘sweet dreams’, ‘how have you been lately?’ and so on… Tony thought about it for a while longer before he typed an additional ‘Good night’ at the end of his text with his tense fingers. He then stared at it for a while before he sighed and deleted the last sentence, sending out the rest of the text.

She no longer replied to him this time. He narrowed his eyes before throwing his phone over to his bedside table. 30 minutes later, he picked up his phone once more. It still had the Messenger application open, but he hadn’t received the message that he was waiting for. His lips curled into a self-deprecating sneer.