To the Love of My Life

Chapter 277: 277: Wanting Her to Love Me (7)

Ruby clearly felt that the atmosphere around Steve Burton had become chillingly cold.

Her intuition as a woman told her that she was really in great danger at this moment, and she hurriedly stood up, trying to free her hand from Steve’s.

Steve, who had been holding her hand, suddenly released it when he felt her struggle, grabbed a bowl with some soup left in it from beside him, and furiously threw it at the wall.

The bowl shattered upon impact, splattering soup everywhere, leaving wet marks along the previously pristine white walls.

As everyone at the table had had alcohol, their ability to observe was somewhat dulled, and although Steve was unhappy, he covered it up quite quickly.

No one at the table noticed anything amiss.

But now that Steve had suddenly smashed the bowl, the atmosphere in the room became instantly still.

Everyone first exchanged glances, then set down their glasses, their eyes falling on the dark look on Steve’s face.

Confusion clouded everyone’s eyes, but no one dared to ask what was going on.

Howard Coleman and Madeleine caught each other’s eye, and even though they didn’t know what exactly had happened, the panicked look in Ruby’s eyes gave them a vague idea.

In this world, the only person who could make Steve lose control and his composure was Ruby.

Fearing that Steve would lash out at Ruby in front of everyone, Madeleine surreptitiously urged Howard to do something.

Understanding Madeleine’s meaning, Howard quickly stood up, raising his glass with a warm smile for the room, saying, “I apologize for the inconvenience. I will arrange a better gathering for everyone another day.” Everyone present understood the meaning of Howard’s words.

Everyone raised their glasses one after another, making excuses about having things to take care of at home, having drunk too much already, or having plans to meet with friends later, and then drank their glasses empty and left the room.

Soon, only Steve, Ruby, Howard, Madeleine, and two waiters remained in the room.

Howard gave the waiters a look, and they tactfully left, even considerately closing the door of the private room behind them.

The room was eerily quiet.

No one spoke.

After a while, Steve kicked back his chair, stood up, took his coat, and casually draped it over his arm. He glanced at Ruby: “Come with me.”

As he spoke, he extended his hand towards Ruby.

Ruby was already scared, and upon seeing his gesture, instinctively stepped back.

Steve’s face darkened in an instant: “I didn’t see you being so eager to avoid me at the golf course this afternoon..”