To the Love of My Life

Ruby Gregory didn’t notice anything unusual in Steve Burton’s words, and deftly tied a beautiful bow tie for him: “It was fine before we left the hospital.”

Then, she reached out and straightened Steve’s clothes before looking up at him: “Okay, let’s go.”

Steve stood still, not moving, still looking down slightly, staring at Ruby.

Ruby frowned slightly: “What’s wrong?”

Steve kept staring at Ruby for a while before shaking his head absentmindedly. He raised his hand to fix Ruby’s hair, his voice as calm as ever: “Let’s go.”

For dinner, Steve took Ruby to a private restaurant in a Courtyard House in Ciawell, where they served authentic Poham dishes. The environment was elegant, the taste delicate. After dinner, it was late into the night, and the colorful neon lights on both sides of the street shone brightly.

After Ruby and Steve’s marriage was settled, Ruby would often stay out late and not return to the Gregorys’ house. So, when she saw Steve’s car turn from the Third Ring to the second ring road, she knew he was going to their apartment in the city. She called the Gregorys with her cell phone.

Lady Gregory was used to Ruby’s frequent late-night outings, so when she received Ruby’s call, most of their conversation revolved around Steve.

After hanging up, Steve’s car happened to enter the underground parking lot of the apartment building. They got out of the car one after the other and took the elevator to Steve’s apartment.

Ruby knew in her heart that when she came to Steve’s apartment at night, she would inevitably share a bed with him. So, as usual, she said to Steve after changing shoes in the Foyer Area: “I need to go to the bathroom first.”

Steve nodded and walked over to the water dispenser, pouring a glass of water for himself. Just as he was about to take a drink, his gaze fell on Ruby, and his hand paused. He stared at the bag in Ruby’s hand with a furrowed brow.

What was she doing with her bag while going to the bathroom?

In the past, he wouldn’t have noticed such details, but now that he found painkillers in her bag, he had become extra observant.

Steve held the glass of water, pondering for a long time before downing it all. Then he put the glass aside, went straight upstairs and back to the bedroom.

There were only two painkillers left. After taking them, Ruby instinctively wanted to throw the empty container into the trash, but remembering she was in Steve’s house, she promptly stuffed it back into her bag instead.

Lately, her intimate affairs with Steve had been happening more frequently, so she took painkillers more often. Afraid she would not have time to go to the pharmacy, she ordered medication from the bathroom using her cellphone.

Since she had to work during the day and didn’t want her package to be opened by Lady Gregory, Ruby entered her company’s address for shipping.

When Ruby came out of the bathroom, she didn’t see Steve, so she went up to the second floor.

The bedroom door wasn’t closed. When she walked in, she saw Steve had already changed into casual clothes and was sitting lazily on the bed.

There were no lights on in the room, only the faint glow from the large TV, taking up half the wall in front of Steve.

Ruby put her bag and coat on the sofa, then walked over to the bedside. As she was about to bend down and turn on the light, Steve reached out, pulled her onto the bed, and then turned over, pressing himself on top of her.