“It’s alright. I can understand that Tony didn’t tell you beforehand because he wants to surprise you,” Jean-Jacques said in his prominent French accent as he smiled graciously. “Please take a seat. By the way, I know that you’re pregnant, so I ordered a glass of milk for you, and a cup of coffee for Tony.”
Right after he said that, the waiter came in and placed the milk and coffee in front of Myra and Tony respectively.
Smirking, Tony said, “You’re rather attentive toward my fiancée. So how are things going with what I asked of you?”
Looking at the both of them in confusion, Myra then saw Jean-Jacques giving herself a friendly smile as he said, “Of course I’ll make it a priority to finish your request first. Look, this is the diamond bracelet I personally crafted for Miss Stark.”
From a bag next to him, Jean-Jacques took out a red velvet box as Tony raised his brows. With a grin, he passed the box to Myra and explained, “Well, this is my personal gift for you, Miss Stark. I’m aware that you like silver jewelry. This bracelet is made out of silver and I personally cut the small diamonds that decorated it. I wonder if you’ll like it, Miss Stark.”
After opening the box, Myra saw a bracelet lying in it, and she had to admit that his design was ingenious. Despite the fact that it was such an ordinary silver bracelet, he was able to make it really exquisite. The chain itself was very fine, and the tiny diamonds sitting firmly on it didn’t appear either too cumbersome nor extravagant.
“Wow, thank you, Mr. Blanc! I like it very much!” Myra exclaimed as she took the box from him and flashed him a brilliant smile.
Raising his brows, Jean-Jacques said, “You’re a very beautiful woman, Miss Stark. Even I feel a little attracted when you smile at me like that. It’s no wonder that Tony is so in love with you.”
Everything he said was purely a compliment for Myra stemming from his deep-rooted romanticism as a French, and it didn’t feel repulsive in any way.
However, Tony pulled her into his arms possessively and cast him a look. “You know full well that I’m so in love with her, so you’d better stop staring at her.”
“Oh, you’re jealous. How rare to see you like this!” Jean-Jacques said jokingly.
Blushing, Myra lowered her head and punched Tony’s chest lightly, but he merely smiled gently and caught her fist in his hand.
The three of them continued chatting for a while, and it was revealed that Jean-Jacques made a trip to Bradfort this time because he wanted to have a chat with Myra personally as Tony had requested him to design a few pieces of jewelry for her. As an artist who was also a perfectionist, he wanted to learn about her habits and hobbies so that he could incorporate it perfectly into his designs for her.
When it was about time, Jean-Jacques said to the both of them in a sad tone, “You’re the most interesting and sickly-sweet couple I’ve ever met!”
Then, he burst into a chuckle. Throughout the whole time, he saw that Tony’s eyes never left Myra, as though he simply couldn’t get enough of her. This was very different from the aloof and indifferent man that he knew from before.
While Myra was embarrassed, what Tony said next left the both of them speechless. Calmly, he said with raised brows, “That’s because you haven’t met a lot of people, Mr. Blanc.”
At the entrance of the coffee house, after they said goodbye to Jean-Jacques, Tony went to drive the car over while Myra waited at the entrance for him.
The lights in the streets had just lit up, but the evening sky wasn’t completely dark yet. Waiting patiently at the entrance, Myra smiled gently as she felt her belly. Then, she said something that was only audible to herself, and the smile on her face became even more gentle.
However, this gentle smile pierced Gemma’s heart deeply.
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