To the Love of My Life

Chapter 289: 289: Wanting Her to Love Me (19)

They ranked amongst themselves by settling disputes through fights. Rusell was second only to Steve Burton. Steve often gave Rusell a lot of respect, so Rusell rarely addressed Steve as ‘brother’ in front of him.

Steve’s eyes flickered but remained silent. His gaze focused on the young man and woman on the large screen playing an MTV video in the cabin, the alternating red and green lights of the room adding a profound beauty to his face.

Rusell swirled the alcohol in his hand, and followed Steve’s line of sight to the large screen. Only when Howard Coleman’s howling in falsetto switched to a low, soft singing voice did Rusell start speaking again, “You know, Steve, the last thing I want is trouble. If I liked trouble, I wouldn’t have tried so hard to get rid of Hsin Hsin.”

As Rusell said this, his voice slightly paused, a lively and pretty figure emerging in his mind. The next second, he turned his head in a rather nonchalant manner, gazing at Steve before saying, “But… Steve, this time I have to put my foot in, say something.”

“Though I can’t beat you in a fight, I’m willing to risk a two-week hospital stay…” Rusell glanced at Steve and laughed before his expression turned serious. “Steve, I honestly don’t know what happened between you and Ruby three years ago.”

“Of course, even though you’ve never said it, we could all tell how sincere you were in your feelings for Ruby. So, I dare to guess that Ruby must have crossed some line or touched a nerve three years ago leading you to such turmoil, wanting to be good to her, but unable to.”

“But every time you lose control and lash out at her, it’s you who ends up with the most pain.”

“In those three years she was in Costa Luna, were you happy every time you went to Red Park? When you saw her photo as a screensaver on your computer in those three years, did you not miss her so much it hurt? In those three years, how many tickets to Costa Luna have you stuffed into your office desk’s drawer? And every time, you’d end up only at the airport, immediately returning to your original location. Enduring such long, round trip flights several times, aren’t you tired?”

Steve’s lips pressed tight together, no words came out.

“Steve, I simply can’t understand, what are you trying to achieve by doing this? Three years ago, she was willing to sleep with you- it showed that she truly wanted to be with you. You not only got her, so what else are you greedily longing for?”

Steve’s expression became somewhat dazed hearing these words. His hand clutched the glass tightly, and after a long while, he turned his head, meeting Rusell’s gaze before saying, “I’m not being greedy, I just want her to love me..”