Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean) novel Chapter 233

“Are you trying to tell me that I’m not putting in enough work or effort, Myra?” Tony chuckled devilishly, causing Myra to flush immediately.

“Keep your eyes on the road, Tony!” She snapped while growing flustered.

He let out another low rumble of laughter, but other than the fact that he was holding her hand, he did not move to tease her any further.

Before long, they pulled up outside Tony’s detached villa.

Myra had mentioned that she liked it here and soon after that, both of them moved into the property.

When they drove into the compound, a management caretaker informed Tony that he had a visitor.

They hadn’t been bothered by it until they pulled up outside the villa and nearly knocked into a woman standing in the middle of the path. Myra was shocked and she let out a sharp gasp.

Tony, on the other hand, frowned. He coaxed her and took the keys before he stepped out of the car to open the gate to the villa.

He had only just walked away from the car when a figure hurtled toward him. Before he knew it, someone had grabbed onto his arm and he heard a soft female voice whining, “Tony, you’re finally here! It’s been a while since I last saw you. I’ve missed you so much. Did you miss me too?”

He caught a powerful whiff of perfume that threatened to choke him and his eyes flashed with disgust. The person who’d caught him by the arm was not standing firmly on her feet, but he paid no regard to this as he pursed his lips and pulled away from her. His freezing gaze fell on the woman who was batting her eyelashes at him and he greeted stoically, “Miss Walton.”

With that, Tony brushed past her toward the gate to the front yard. He unlocked it swiftly and sauntered back to the car without so much as glancing at Gemma. She was as good as invisible to him.

When she saw that he was ignoring her, she bit on her lip.

Gemma had immediately rushed over to the Hart Residence after her plane landed today. She’d needled and whined for Tony’s address before coming over as soon as she got it.

She had wanted to wait to return from the United States with her brother, but she’d grown anxious at the thought of some other woman pining after Tony. As such, she’d packed her bags and flew out from the United States without further delay.

However, Tony was still as cold and indifferent as he’d always been despite the fact that they hadn’t seen each other for ages. She couldn’t help but feel the resentment bubbling up in her, yet she trailed after him. “Tony, I rushed over here as soon as my flight landed. It wasn’t easy for me to get your address. I just got back from the States and I’m worn out. Would you mind taking me in for a couple of days?

“You should check into a hotel instead of asking for a room here, Miss Walton,” Tony countered flatly.

“I haven’t booked a room in any hotel, though. You know that I have no friends in the country. Besides, it’s already getting late—are you really going to just leave me stranded outside, Tony?” Gemma’s eyes were rimming red as she said it and she gazed pitifully as he walked away with his strong back facing her.

Meanwhile, Tony was already standing by the car, and he was opening the door.

Gemma instantly wanted to open the door to the backseat, but Tony deftly reached out and slammed the door shut. He turned and glowered at her darkly. “I’ve warned you, Gemma. I don’t take kindly to intruders on my territory. You can either leave now or I’ll have someone make you.”

There was a hard edge to his voice. He did not care that she was a woman or that she was Gideon’s sister.

Gemma stiffened. She’d believed that their time apart would finally thaw his icy demeanor toward her and that perhaps he would even come to miss her. She’d left home for Bradfort City so that she could see him, but as it turned out, her efforts were futile. How could he be so heartless?