Myra stared straight into Tony’s eyes. Her eyes were as tranquil and lovely as the moon on an autumn night. There was no sign of impatience, and Tony couldn’t explain why they were able to soothe his aggravation, leading him to trust her words subconsciously. He quickly retracted his gaze.
Noticing his behavior, Myra felt a sourness and numbness at the back of her throat. She took him into her arms again and whispered, “To be honest, I don’t want to leave you too. All I want is for you to keep me. Tony… I’m in love with you. So, it hurts me when you think that I still love Sean.”
Then, the man in her arms stiffened. Myra felt her eyes burning. She leaned in before she suddenly gave him a peck at the corner of his mouth. “Tilly told me that men need coaxing too. Here I am, coaxing you like this, so aren’t you going to forgive me?” She looked into his eyes. As usual, his eyes were deep and cold. Yet, at this moment, there was an incomprehensible emotion inside them.
Back when Myra was in love with Sean, she committed herself to the relationship and did all sorts of things for him. Nonetheless, to coax and comfort someone like that was something she had never done before because she knew Sean didn’t love her and was sure that Tony did. Her gaze dimmed gradually at Tony’s constant silence. Slowly, she let go of him and got up on her feet.
A split second later, Myra was pulled downward by the man in front of her again, and she ended up sitting on his lap. One of his hands was wrapped around her waist while the other was grabbing her shoulder. His grip on her was so strong that she felt like he could crush her bones.
Myra sat down at once. By the time she looked up, her eyes met a pair of bottomless, gloomy eyes. “Myra, sometimes I wish I had never met you!” Tony’s thin lips parted and closed. His expression sank as though a thunderstorm was approaching.
If he had never met her, Elliot and the others’ jokes about his love life might have come true. He might have simply found a woman, who could aid him in his career, and married her. There might be no love between them, and they would spend the rest of their lives dully. Yet, he ended up bumping into her!
Tony remembered their first encounter; he was still trapped in that feeling and unable to free himself from it… Looking at the pair of innocent eyes in front of him, he wished he could strangle the owner to death. He reckoned that might be the best way for him to escape from her constant aggravating behaviors.
“You’re a sweet-talking liar!” Savagely, he spat out those words. Then, he ducked down his head and pressed his lips against hers fiercely. His eyes narrowed before he bit her lip hard.
Myra moaned in pain. This time, she wrapped her arms around his neck obediently. Tony’s gaze deepened at her response. He tightened his grip on her waist and pressed her closer to him as if he wanted to melt her into his body.
They didn’t know how long they kissed. Nevertheless, Myra knew Tony finally released her from the kiss when she was in need of oxygen and her vision went black. Her face was blushed to the extreme. As she gasped for air desperately, she buried her face into his arms. His chest was toned, and it always gave her a great sense of security. She snuggled into his embrace and said softly, “Have you forgiven me?”
Tony’s eyes darkened when he heard her question. He then hugged the woman in his arms tightly. After a long moment of silence, he said with his hoarse voice, “Next time, stay away from that b*stard. Don’t talk to him, and don’t let him bother you again.”
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