His voice was indifferent and monotonous. Yet, it managed to send chills down Gemma’s spine.
Her body stiffened as she turned around and stared at the cold man. “What? No way… You obviously have feelings for me. You just don’t know it because you’re apathetic… It’s okay; it’s okay… I can wait…”
She started talking gibberish, and Tony’s patience ran out. When he remembered Myra’s call, he directly ignored the woman in front of him and walked into his villa.
Gemma stared at his distant figure. Her teeth nearly sank through her pink lip!
It’s the same again! It’s the same every time! No matter what I do to pursue him, he never looks at me! Is there something wrong with me? However, she felt fortunate that she wasn’t the only one that Tony treated like that. He’s not drawn to women. Maybe, he’s born to be an indifferent man…
Gemma tried to cheer herself up as she thought, No matter what, I’ve had a lot more chances compared to other women.
After Tony got into the villa and got rid of the annoying voice, he undid his tie and wanted to listen to Myra’s voice. Yet, by the time he looked at his phone, the call had already ended without his knowledge. When he tried to call back, her phone was turned off.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, he wondered if she was jealous.
“I know you treat me differently. Those women aren’t even allowed to get close to you, only I can—”
As the woman went on, Myra’s phone suddenly turned off automatically because its battery ran out.
Staring at her black screen, Myra felt as if there was a lump in her throat, and she was upset. She knew she had to believe Tony; nonetheless, when she heard the woman’s confession for him, she found herself ill at ease. She took another glance at the black screen and inhaled deeply. In the end, she threw her phone back into her purse and went downstairs to buy some ingredients for the meal.
Estelle had been visiting Myra’s place for free meals, possibly because of Meow’s recent short stay. For that reason, Myra was no longer bored. She would get calls from Cameron at times. Yet, she always ignored them and ended the call calmly. Her life was slowly getting back on track.
Two to three days later, Myra was on her way back from the nearby supermarket after she bought some things. As she approached her apartment, she slowed down her pace at the sight of the car and the man in front of her.
A familiar, eye-catching black Lamborghini was parked outside of her apartment. Leaning against the car was a man in a white shirt and black pants. He was tall and broad even though he was leaning against the car with his head ducked down. His arrogant chin carried the vibe of royalty, and his charm attracted the attention of the people nearby.
The old Myra could never resist Sean when he looked like this. Nonetheless, the present Myra’s heart was calm when she saw him. All the times she was hurt felt like someone else’s story when she recalled them.
Calmly, she walked toward her apartment. Still, the man beside her managed to stop her.
“Myra, I have something to tell you.” His eyes were deep. There was something gloomy behind his gaze, and his voice was pretentiously cold.
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