Nothing Matters, except YOU & Me novel Chapter 46

As soon as she entered the car, the cool air slightly alleviated the summer heat.

The man in the car leaned against the backseat with his eyes closed. He had a rather wide forehead and a straight nose; although his deep, narrow eyes were shut, it did not hide his handsome features. His physique and facial features made him look like a foreigner, which radiated an aura of elegance in each and every movement of his.

Upon hearing Myra’s words, Tony opened his eyes and he slightly nodded without even shooting her a glance.

However, he suddenly turned to look at her. “How did this happen?” He stretched his long, slender hands and touched her chin, which now showed red terrifying fingerprints.

Tony frowned slightly as his gaze became colder.

Myra was shocked by what she saw. Even though his fingers had only lightly touched her chin, she felt as though she had been scorched and turned away reflexively. “It’s nothing,” she replied in a low voice.

When she turned, her fair neck was revealed and it further emphasized the redness on her chin.

Tony’s eyes reflected his hesitancy about the matter, but the stiffness around his lips revealed his anger at that moment. Even without Myra’s explanation, he could roughly guess what had happened.

Leo merely felt that the temperature in the car had further decreased. Suddenly, he felt the vibration from the phone in his pocket. After he learned what had happened, he quickly stopped the car and went to a nearby pharmacy. When he returned, he had a bag in his hands that he passed to Myra. “Miss Stark, here is some ointment for your injuries. The pharmacist said that it’s quite effective.”

Myra froze before she took the ointment from him. “Thank you, Leo.”

He had been planning to drive Tony to the Hart Residence, which was located in the mansion region of Southern Hill. Since the Chase Residence was also in the same neighborhood, it was considered on the way for them.

Throughout the drive, she felt quite anxious. She had initially expected Tony to ask a lot of questions, but he merely closed his eyes to rest. She was not someone who would take the initiative to start a conversation, so silence fell between them.

Until they were close to arriving at Southern Hill, he slowly opened his eyes with a tinge of indifference that people rarely understood. “You don’t have anything that you would like to ask me?”

Myra’s body slightly jolted.

Perhaps she did not understand Tony’s character well, but she was clear about one fact—the Chase Residence was not on the way from the Hart Group to the Southern Hill. Hence, Tony definitely had something to tell her for him to meet her ‘coincidentally’. However, after such a long time, he did not ask a single question about the plagiarism that she was involved in. Is he already so confident? Or is it just a polite excuse when they say that the Hart Group will look into it?

“Director Hart…” Myra looked at him with uneasiness, but he merely took out a cigarette and lit it.

Soon, smoke spread in the car. As Tony’s expression was half-shrouded in the smoke, his handsome face looked even more indifferent. She gritted her teeth as she thought, He’s probably the only person who could help me now. If he believes in me… “Director Hart, I did not plagiarize the design from Hay Group. The design that I brought over today is not done by me either.”

When she finished speaking, she paused for a moment, but there was no reaction from him.

Myra’s heart sank. Well, there’s no reason for him to believe me unconditionally, is there?

She merely smiled. Just as she was about to turn, she heard his low voice. “Well, I would rather hope that you were the one who drew those drawings.”

His gentle voice was slightly muffled. Although it sounded as light as the smoke in the car, her body stiffened upon hearing that.

After Tony extinguished the cigarette in an ashtray, he turned and looked straight into Myra’s eyes with his indifference. “I have a way to investigate the truth.”

Myra froze before she dug her fingernails into her palms. “Really?”