Chapter 142 You Want Me to Confess My Love for You, Huh?

• Myra’s sleepy voice sounded soft and gentle as if it was a small hand caressing Tony’s heart. The impressive New York street view was no longer visible to him.
• Remembering the moment he saw her message after he got off the plane, his heart softened all of a sudden. He took the cigarette away from his thin lips and put it out on the ashtray. His charmingly low voice rose in Myra’s ear. “Did you miss me?”
• As if an electric current had passed through her body, Myra shuddered slightly and buried herself deeper into her bed. Her muffled sound rose from under her blanket. “Yes…” Then, she heard his low chuckle. She could even feel the vibration of his chest even though he was far away.