Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean) novel Chapter 398

After the two of them had a brief discussion, Myra and Tony both changed into the casual clothes that the store had prepared beforehand. This was the first time Myra saw Tony in such clothing.

“Focus. Don’t keep staring at me.” The corners of Tony’s lips lifted as he basked in Myra’s gaze.

Her gaze had shifted to him; he looked oddly adorable dressed in such whimsical, youthful clothes with that face of his. Not only that, the tiny teddy bears printed on his shirt were just so cute. Myra wished to hug Tony, for it was rare to see him so adorable.

As she retracted her gaze, Myra decided to listen attentively. They would need to start making the clothes later, and she didn’t want to embarrass herself.

Meanwhile, Tony’s gaze swiveled to the side. Myra was dressed in a blouse like his shirt, and the teddy bear print brought out the youthfulness of her face. She was a gorgeous beauty with a nice smile.

Lucia proceeded to carefully explain everything to them. She was a competent teacher, and she broke down each step into digestible pieces. Myra nodded, her forehead screwed up tightly as her brain whirred with effort.

“You’re both smart people, so I believe that you’ll get the hang of things soon enough. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me. I will help you throughout everything.” Lucia was well and perfectly polite.

Myra and Tony smiled and nodded. Needless to say, they were both pleased with Lucia’s lesson. Myra had always trusted Tony’s tastes; whichever location Tony picked naturally had its own special charms.

Once the lesson was over, the pair began to turn their attention to the objects before them. Tony’s forehead was tightly furrowed as he picked up the scissors and ruler, unsure of where to start.

On the other hand, Myra seemed confident in herself. Seeing how Tony was stuck, Lucia walked over and whispered something to him.

It was like Tony was suddenly struck with inspiration, and he immediately got to work. There was always a first time for everything, and people eventually got better with practice. He believed that he was capable of this.

Time flew by instantly; at times, DIY projects were a good way to pass the time. Myra had a pair of deft hands, so her final product wasn’t bad.

However, Tony was in a bit of a bind; this proved that there were certain things that Tony was not skilled at. He had a mind filled with creative ideas, but alas, his hands could not bring the thoughts in his mind to life—his final product was an absolute mess.

Myra had made a dress for a young girl, whereas Tony made a pair of pants meant for a boy. Compared to what Myra had made, Tony’s choice of clothing item was far easier to make.

He turned his head to the side and noticed that Myra was nearly finished with her dress. Meanwhile, he was still struggling with his project. Lucia covered her mouth, giggling sneakily from where she stood by the side.

The afternoon passed by in this sweet, warm atmosphere. A tranquil smile hung on Myra’s lips, her entire being emanating a motherly radiance.

At some point, Myra finished her handiwork, and she quietly approached Tony. As she watched Tony work haphazardly, the corners of her lips unwittingly quirked up.

“Do you want me to help you, Tony?” Myra’s lips were now curved into a small smile.

“No need,” Tony said stubbornly. He wanted to personally finish those pants, for he didn’t believe that he would be tripped up by this kind of small thing.

Under his insistence, Myra sat by the side and waited for Tony to finish his handiwork. Lucia would give some pointers to Tony from time to time, and Myra enjoyed this rare moment of Tony being awkward.

After much torture, Tony’s handiwork was completed at last. Myra curiously pressed closer; upon seeing the pants that Tony held in his hands, the smile on her face widened.

Meanwhile, Tony said with a straight face, “Actually, that wasn’t so hard.” His gaze bore straight into Myra, who was standing next to him. Judging from the look on his face, he clearly wanted Myra to praise him.

“Yep, that wasn’t hard at all. You’re awesome!” Sometimes, men could be like children—they needed unfiltered praise and compliments from their beloved.

Lucia watched the pair’s interaction and felt touched. She reminisced about her own youth; love was something that couldn’t be obtained through force. Unfortunately, it was easy to fall in love but difficult to maintain those loving feelings most of the time.

Myra and Tony were the envy of many people; the two of them firmly trusted each other, and they were both devoted to each other with their love.

Love should be like this—a beautiful sight to behold with no interfering third party. Sharing one’s life with their partner until both were old was a nice, peaceful life to have!

“Will our son like it?” Tony asked in all seriousness, making Myra unable to stop herself from laughing.

“Of course. His own father made it, so he’ll definitely like it,” Myra said in admiration. She had even sneakily filmed some short video clips of him earlier.

Tony truly was captivating when he was absorbed in his work. Regardless of what he was doing, he always looked so elegant; it was a pleasant sight to enjoy. To Myra, Tony was someone who was close to perfect. She must have saved the galaxy in a previous life to be able to be loved by him.

The pair of them soon walked out of the shop with their own handiwork, pleased. Tony rather liked the dress that Myra carried in her arms.