Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean) novel Chapter 329

Standing in the doorway was a fresh-faced and pretty nurse whom they had never seen before. She had a medical record in one hand and the other held a pen as it rested on the doorknob.

The nurse had frozen in place after seeing the unexpected scene before her and she only snapped out of her daze when she registered what Tony had said. She stammered as she flushed, “P-Pardon me. I saw that the door was open, so I came in without knocking.”

Meanwhile, Myra was blushing all the way down to her neck as she tore herself away from him despite his firm hold. As she straightened her posture, she shot him a deadly glare before turning to give the nurse a sheepish look. “I’m sorry; are you here to check up on him? I can step away for a bit while you do your work.”

The nurse hummed pensively in response. Myra could be wrong, but she thought there could have been a cold gleam in the nurse’s eyes as the latter acknowledged her. However, the nurse resumed her demure countenance as she glanced over at Tony and asked warily, “H-Have I perhaps arrived at the wrong time?”

He eyed her placidly and he was nonchalant as he replied, “You may proceed with the check-up.”

“Oh, of course!” The nurse placed the medical record on his bed as she hastened to assess his wounds. When she was done, she scribbled notes onto the record. Then, she nodded as she declared, “Your wounds are healing just fine, but you have to be careful not to tear them again.”

“Thank you, Miss,” Myra interjected gratefully, having stood at one side throughout the nurse’s assessment.

Upon hearing that, the nurse turned and appraised her with a frown. Myra shrugged it off, thinking that she was peeved after she had caught them fooling around earlier. After all, she did mention that he had to take care not to tear his wounds open.

Tony, on the other hand, abruptly pulled Myra toward him, but he had strained his arm in the process and his wounds tore open slightly. Seeing this, the nurse let out a small gasp and quickly held his arm.

When she saw that the other two were giving her an odd look, she regained composure and managed a disapproving look as she chided, “He’ll tear his wounds if he strains himself like this. I’ll have to get someone to bandage them up again.”

An alarmed Myra said apologetically, “Sorry for putting you through the trouble.”

With nothing more to say, the nurse rushed out the door, but she was stopped in her tracks when Tony frowned and countered stonily, “It’s nothing serious. There’s no need to bandage the wounds again.”

Myra stared at him. “Why don’t you stop messing things up?”

He settled down slightly when he caught her pointed gaze. The nurse, on the other hand, had frozen in place before she saw their exchange and now hurried out of the room with an unreadable look on her face.

It wasn’t long before she returned with another nurse and the both of them had a cart between them.

After they had changed the dressing, they each let out a sigh of relief and the second nurse nudged the first one as she teased, “I’ve never seen you this serious when you do your rounds, Hayley. We only have to do three rounds each, but you’ve done at least five or six of them here. Are you perhaps angling for a better performance review this month?”

Hayley had felt a lump in her throat when she heard the first part of her colleague’s words and she had almost reached out to grab the latter’s arm to make her stop talking. However, upon hearing the second half of the statement, Hayley visibly relaxed.

Her gaze darted quickly to the impassive-looking man on the bed before she retorted nonchalantly, “I don’t care about the performance review.” She looked as though she was about to say something more, but swallowed her words after casting a sideways glance at Myra.

After having wrapped up their task in Tony’s hospital room, the two nurses pushed the cart out the door. Then, the nurse playfully bumped her shoulder against Hayley, snapping the girl out of her daze as she asked, “What’s going on with you? Do you have a thing for Director Hart?”

A shocked Hayley made to clamp her hand over her colleague’s mouth, but the latter had dodged in time and raised a quizzical brow at her. “There’s no point trying to keep it a secret from me. Director Hart’s fiancée might not have noticed it, but everyone else can tell you have feelings for him—it’s written all over your face.”

Hayley was taken aback at first, but a slow smile started to tug on her lips as she turned to look at the other nurse. “Are you saying that everyone knows except for Miss Stark?”