Chapter 527

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.

Upon hearing this, Tony pretended to consider for a moment before he conceded, “Alright then; let’s exchange our rings.”

Myra burst out laughing. “But there isn’t any magic in this ring of mine.” She teased him, wondering when he became so playful like an innocent child.

“In that case, I will grant magical powers to it,” Tony answered solemnly, looking like he would not get tired of this game.

The both of them exchanged their rings and they helped each other put the ring, which symbolised their overwhelming sincerity for each other, on. After that, Tony gently stroked the ring on Myra’s hand before adding seriously, “Once this is on, it cannot be taken off. This is the magic of this ring.”

After listening to his words, Myra nodded with a soft smile. “I won’t take it off then.” When she looked at this rare side of Tony, she felt a sense of regret to go back home in such a hurry.

In fact, in Bradfort City, it was impossible for Tony to act as freely as he was right now. Moreover, there were also a lot of things that were inconvenient for them to do back there. Since they came to an unfamiliar place filled with strangers and unfamiliar things, both of them had become different from their usual selves.

It was pretty late when they went back to their hotel. And so, Myra and Tony quickly took a shower before they lay on the bed, feeling a little weary. They would be leaving the next morning but Myra could not fall asleep. A pregnant woman’s sleep schedule was pretty weird; sometimes she could sleep for a very long time but sometimes she would just toss and turn all night.

“Go to sleep, Myra. We have to wake up early tomorrow.” Tony comforted her, as though he was talking to a child.

“But I can’t,” she muttered. As she rested her head on his strong arm, she gazed at his side profile adoringly, looking like a fan of his.

“So you decided to stare at me like this instead?” he asked as he caressed her head and looked into her shining eyes while he smiled gently.

“You’re good-looking so I’ll have to keep staring at you.” Myra giggled. She was afraid that it would be chaos when they were back in Bradfort City, so she wanted to cherish her time here as much as she could. Their time here was passing too fast and it was as though a few hours would go by in just a blink of an eye.

“Go to sleep. If you don’t have a good sleep, how will you get on the plane tomorrow?” Tony convinced Myra as he stroked her face fondly before facing her. Right now, she seemed like a cheeky little kid who needed a little push to act nicely.

“I’ll just sleep on the plane then.” Myra blinked at him, not feeling sleepy at all. She decided to just peer at him as she did previously.

“Naughty girl,” he purred, brushing her nose lightly with his index finger.

“Do you feel sleepy?” Myra’s eyes were shining brightly as she stared at him. A slight anticipation could be caught in her gaze.

“Nope.” With her looking at him that way, Tony would surely feel wide awake even if he was sleepy.

“Let’s have a chat then.” Truth was, Myra rarely behaved willfully, but this capricious side of her had all been shown to Tony.

“What would you like to talk about?” Tony inquired and he kissed her on her cheeks. Since they were not going to sleep, they would have to come up with something to do.

After thinking for a long while, Myra frowned as she still couldn’t think of what to talk about. Moreover, it was also a little difficult to forcefully think about a topic.

Tony looked at Myra, who was in deep contemplation, and he thought that perhaps it was not a good idea to interrupt her. In the end, it took a long moment for her to finally speak.

“Aren’t we going to randomly talk about what we have on our minds? Who would even ask this directly?” she muttered with a protesting look on her face, as she felt that Tony was making fun of her.

“I’m just asking it casually, though.” He immediately brushed it off as he couldn’t say that it was Myra who was being a little silly.

To show her dissatisfaction, Myra turned her face away while Tony embraced her tightly from her back.

His hand tenderly caressed her stomach and he held his breath, as though he could feel the heartbeat of his child.

After what seemed like a long while, Myra fell asleep. When Tony noticed this, he stopped and he leaned over to whisper softly in her ears, “Goodnight, baby.”

It was late but there were still people who were wide awake because of different reasons. Tony fixed his gaze at the soft spot of light in the bedroom. It looked so faint, as though he could touch it with a flick of his wrist.

…

The next morning, Tony woke up punctually whereas Myra was still sound asleep. He had intentionally booked a flight scheduled at around eleven in the morning so that she could get sufficient sleep.

Unlike ordinary people, the amount of sleep a pregnant woman needed would drastically increase.

Looking at Myra, who was sleeping soundly, one could hardly deny that she looked adorable.

“Myra, have you already guessed where I’m taking you?” Tony whispered tenderly to her while she was still sleeping.

All of a sudden, she turned her body. A sense of anxiousness flashed across Tony’s expression as he was worried that she would squashed her belly unconsciously. However, there was not a single time when she hurt her pregnant belly. She was protecting her child well even in her sleep and perhaps this was the instinct of a loving mother.

“I’ll wake you up when the alarm goes off,” he continued to whisper to her even though she couldn’t hear a word.

When one was in love, they would love the other party even when they were asleep. With such a thought in mind, Tony caressed Myra’s face tenderly. Such soft and slight movements would not wake her up so he got a little bolder with his actions, but Myra continued to be sound asleep.

As she slept on, a sweet smile played around her lips. She must be having a good dream, Tony mused.

After he got dressed, he couldn’t resist it and climbed onto the bed. There was only a quilt separating him and Myra. Suddenly, she turned and moved herself toward him as he looked on at her with his doting gaze. His body was a little cold, so he carefully kept a distance from her.