Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean) novel Chapter 252

Tony raised his eyebrows. He kissed her on the lips then proceeded to pull off his necktie. “Does seeing her make you unhappy? We can just ask Curtis to take her back.”

Curtis was the Hart Family’s personal driver.

Tony did not have much patience on minor matters. Watching him yank his necktie off, Myra stepped in and helped him untie it. “Old Master Hart already said she could stay.” It wouldn’t be appropriate if they asked Gemma to leave now.

“Then we’ll leave.” He squeezed her hand as she was loosening his necktie and kissed her on the forehead. “We’ll go home if you don’t want to see her. Old Master Hart and Old Madam Hart won’t mind.”

There was no limit to how much he spoiled her.

She felt touched by his words. Puffing her cheeks out, she shook her head and said, “Forget it. It’s just for one night. She won’t stay here permanently.”

He let go of her hand to let her finish loosening his necktie. “Don’t mind her. When Old Master Hart went to the United States, the Walton Family were the ones who welcomed him with open arms. It’s just out of courtesy. He knows where to draw the line.”

He was telling Myra that Sebastian was still on her side.

To be frank, if it was up to Tony, he wouldn’t be so courteous to Gemma. To him, there were only two types of people: his people and outsiders. He did not concern himself with outsiders, and Gemma was clearly an outsider to him. It was only on some occasions when it had to do with his family and their reputation that he put up with it, but it was also on the condition that Gemma did not cross the line.

Part of his displays of affection downstairs was intentional and part of it was to remind Gemma of Myra’s place in his life so she wouldn’t mess with her so easily.

Oftentimes, however, a man did not understand a woman’s heart.

While Tony went to take a shower in the bathroom, Myra was tidying up outside. She was suddenly reminded of the gifts they bought at the store today. Among the gifts, a few of the items belonged to her—the three pieces of lingerie that Tony bought for her at the lingerie store.

She quickly opened the room door and walked out. I can’t let anyone see them. It would be so awkward.

After closing the room door, she turned around and bumped into Gemma who had been standing there since who knew when.

Tony’s room was located at the end of the corridor on the second floor. It was rather out of the way and it was also a distance away from the other rooms, but the guest room Gemma was in happened to be right next to his.

Myra frowned slightly and was going to simply walk past Gemma.

Suddenly, Gemma took a step forward and blocked her from going any further.

“I don’t understand.” Myra was not angry at her. Instead, she chuckled and looked at Gemma who was glaring back at her. “Miss Walton, who are you to say those things to me? Are you a relative of the Hart Family or do you have a strong relationship with them? As far as I know, you’re just the younger sister of one of Tony’s past business partners.”

Her tone sounded calm—so calm that the last part of her sentence almost shattered the look on Gemma’s face.

“What did you say?” Gemma seethed in a low voice. She stared at Myra and scoffed, “Since you know about my brother’s relationship with Tony, you should also know about my relationship with him. Myra, I’ve already asked you nicely. You better not make me do this the hard way.”

“Are you telling me to leave Tony?” Myra shot an eyebrow up.

Gemma snickered. “If you’re wise enough to leave, I can still give you some benefits. Don’t wait until you get abandoned again later and be left with nothing.”

Myra just sighed internally. What exactly is making her so confident that Tony will leave me and be with her in the end? I thought Tony’s attitude today made it clear that he had rejected her. Who would have thought she would still say these things to me? “I heard you loud and clear, Miss Walton. Can you please let me through now?” She did not want to get tangled up with Gemma either. It was impossible to speak logically to women like her, so she might as well just ignore her.

Gemma’s brows knitted together and her expression darkened even more. “What is this supposed to mean, Myra?”

“It doesn’t mean anything,” Myra replied. “I just feel like you should tell Tony all of this. Did you perhaps think he didn’t know any of it?”