To the Love of My Life

Spending time together alone and making it more interesting? How to make it interesting?

Ruby Gregory stared at Mrs. Taylor with a puzzled look on her face.

“Interesting means keeping the man seeing different sides of you every day, experiencing different impacts. Of course, doing only these is not enough, there’s…” Mrs. Taylor leaned toward Ruby Gregory’s ear and whispered: “There is an old saying that if you want to capture a man’s heart, you must first win over his stomach. But by stomach, it doesn’t only mean food, it also refers to a certain type… of appetite.”

After saying it, Mrs. Taylor glanced quickly at Ruby Gregory’s chest.

Ruby Gregory instantly understood Mrs. Taylor’s meaning. She subconsciously covered her chest, took a step back, her face turning utterly red as if blood would drip from her face. A hint of fear sprang up from her heart — that certain ‘appetite’, for her, would be no less than torture.

Mrs. Taylor put the final plate into the sterilizer, wiped her hands with a nice smile, and said to Ruby Gregory, “Ms. Gregory, it’s getting late. I need to return to The Burtons’ Mansion. You can accompany Mr. Steve a little more.”

Ruby Gregory nodded, walked Mrs. Taylor to the door. Before leaving, Mrs. Taylor glanced toward Steve Burton, who at some point had changed into his swimsuit and was now swimming on the terrace. She said to Ruby Gregory, “At the right time, be a little coquettish, and ask the man to do something for you. They will love it.”

After saying it, Mrs. Taylor left with a cheerful smile, closing the door behind her.

In the expansive living room, in an instant, only Ruby Gregory was left. She stood in the foyer, looking at Steve Burton bathing in the pool, mulling over it for a moment and deciding that whether she leaves now or stays, either way, she needed to go to the terrace and tell Steve Burton first.

If Steve Burton’s words from last night had given her a glimmer of hope of marrying him, then the words from Mrs. Taylor today were of great help to her, rejuvenating the confidence in her decision to marry Steve Burton.

Before heading to the terrace, Ruby Gregory first brewed a pot of coffee in the kitchen and made two cups according to Steve Burton’s liking, and brought them to the terrace.

Ruby Gregory placed the coffee on a white round table near the poolside. She watched as Steve Burton elegantly swam from afar in the blue water, causing beautiful splashes of water.

Steve Burton swam to the poolside, stopped, stood in the pool, and looked towards Ruby Gregory.

Ruby Gregory pointed to the two cups of coffee on the table: “Would you like to drink something?”

Steve Burton remained silent, stepping out of the water. Despite the sunny day in early October, the air was still a bit chilly. Ruby Gregory quickly handed Steve Burton his bathrobe.

Steve Burton casually wrapped himself in the bathrobe, sat on the lounge chair next to the round table, picked up his coffee, and took a sip. It was made according to his preferences. He took another sip, saw Ruby Gregory still standing foolishly on the side, lifted his chin, and pointed to the lounge chair at the end of the round table: “Sit.”

Ruby Gregory sat down obediently, picked up the coffee, and took a sip.

The afternoon sun shone gently on the two of them, neither of them spoke, a peaceful atmosphere surrounding them.

Usually, when Ruby Gregory and Steve Burton were together, she would stay quiet if he didn’t speak.

However, according to Mrs. Taylor, that made her seem a bit too desolate.

Ruby Gregory contemplated for a moment, turned her head, looked at the side profile of Steve Burton as he drank his coffee, curved her lips slightly and asked, “Did I have a fever last night?”