Tony had never thought that he would be doing these things—these ordinary things which seemed not worth mentioning. Though he was being teased by Myra who was saying that he had fallen in love with making handicrafts, he was actually ecstatic deep down. To him, she had made his whole world wonderful.
The earnest look of his had caused Myra to fix her gaze on him repeatedly. Noticing this, Tony couldn’t contain himself anymore and he asked, “Haven’t got enough of staring at me yet?”
As she smiled mischievously, Myra praised, “You did so well! If you’re not a director in the future, you can make handicrafts for a living.” Her eyes glittered brightly when she spoke, as she thought that Tony’s almighty self was admiring yet lovable.
“Ha! A craftsman to-be!” Tony chuckled and he played along with Myra. It seemed a little funny to him that she could think of this. Even if he wasn’t going to inherit the Hart Group, he was still a double PhD holder in economics and management from Harvard University.
With his capabilities, he wouldn’t have to be so down and out that he had to make handicrafts for a living. With this thought on his mind, he could not help but glance at Myra, thinking that she was getting much more adorable.
“You’d better pay attention to making the ring. Don’t make it look hideous,” he said with a straight face, as he knew she would start slacking again if he was not stern enough.
“I’m all thumbs with this,” Myra grumbled as she stared at the tools. As a designer herself, she couldn’t believe that she could not come up with great ideas.
Truth was, she wasn’t serious about her being ‘all thumbs’ with the crafts, as designers were all pretty good with their hands after all. However, when it came to comparing with Tony, she felt that she was far worse than him.
“Think well and use your head more,” Tony mused as he patted Myra’s head gently. Perhaps pregnancy would really make a person go a little silly, as he felt that she had really become a lot more slow-witted.
“I’ll draw a blueprint first then,” Myra bubbled and started to get busy.
A shape materialized on the paper not long after; starting with such a step was her usual working style. While she drew, Myra constantly came up with new ideas and the design of the ring that she would like to make for Tony formed in her mind.
After she was done, she placed her paper and pen down, while Tony paused his actions and leaned over to take a look at her drawing.
“Do you like it?” Myra beamed, her smile as stunning as a blooming flower.
As Tony nodded, he turned his gaze back at his incomplete ring and considered making some modifications. Since it was a couple rings, it would definitely look better if their rings complemented each other. Upon having this thought, he contemplated in silence.
“You have to wait for me! I’ve fallen behind for so long,” Myra said as she tugged on his arm.
“Alright; I’ll wait for you. There’s no hurry and we have plenty of time,” he replied, still pondering about modifying his ring. Initially, he wanted Myra to design based on his ideas but in the end, it seemed like he had to work accordingly on her ideas instead.
As Myra began to work on her ring, Tony would occasionally take a glimpse from the side. Her work seemed very meticulous as she did it slowly and with care.
The couple worked restlessly until night. Rubbing her sore neck, Myra took a glance at the time, not knowing that it was already so late. Right beside her, Tony was playing around with his ring, as he had finished it ahead of her. He gazed upon her patient look and a joyous feeling surged through him.
At this moment, he clenched his fist tightly, with the ring resting right in the middle of his palm. Meanwhile, Myra delightfully handed over her newly made ring to him, looking excited as she showed it to him.
“Look, Tony! Isn’t it almost the same as what I drew on the paper?” Her eyes filled with anticipation as she spoke and she was hoping to receive an affirmation from him.
“It looks exactly the same,” Tony agreed as he praised her. “Let me see, are you the legendary Picasso? Even the details look the same! If you are all thumbs with this, I guess no one would ever proclaim themselves as skillful anymore.”
During their time together, Tony had never run out of ideas for complimenting Myra. Only god knew how he could come up with such words all the time. Moreover, when these sugar-coated words came out of his mouth, it sounded very convincing. Even if it was something that sounded frivolous and exaggerated when others said it, it would sound different if those words were coming out from his mouth.
“You’re exaggerating!” Myra exclaimed, looking embarrassed from his compliments. However, she continued to smile sweetly.
At this moment, Tony unfolded his palm and presented his ring to her. “What about this ring that I made for you?” As Myra looked at the ring on his palm, she felt a sense of surprise.
After looking at her own ring and the one on Tony’s palm, she thought that their rings looked quite identical in terms of design, as though it was truly a pair of couple rings.
“Do you like it?” Tony watched as Myra’s gaze turned from looking surprised to pure joy. He wanted to give her the world. After being together with her for such a long time, he had turned into an interesting soul indeed.
“I do.” Myra reached out her hand, wanting to take the ring. Since this was made by Tony personally, nothing would be as meaningful as it was.
Right at this moment, he clenched his hand once again, keeping the ring to himself. Seeing that Myra had failed to reach for it, he smirked at her as he had something else in mind.
“I can’t give you my ring so easily. This ring is made of magic.” His voice was rich and vibrant, as though he was saying something that seemed true.
“Alright then; what should I do to own this magic ring?” Myra followed his pace and asked.
“You have to use something similar to exchange for it,” he responded earnestly.
“What about this ring that I have? Can I use this?” she asked again while she carefully handed over her ring to him.
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