To the Love of My Life

Steve Burton glanced at Maya Mitchell, elegantly removed his coat, hung it on a nearby coat rack, and then walked to his desk. He sat down leisurely before reaching out and taking the document handed to him by Maya.

Maya stood straight and tall in front of Steve’s desk, looking at the man engrossed in the document before him, a warm glint in her eyes.

She had always tried hard to find a connection with Steve, but no matter what she did, their relationship remained distant and strictly professional.

The last kidnapping attempt was supposed to be her chance to destroy Ruby Gregory. However, not only did she fail to eliminate Ruby, but it also managed to bring Ruby and Steve closer together.

The document in her hands was prepared before the end of her shift in the afternoon. She had decided to wrap it up as soon as she saw Ruby buying painkillers.

Because she longed for a conversation with Steve that wasn’t work-related, she thought of showing concern for Ruby, in hopes of extricating a hint of conversation from him.

Maya blinked gently and started softly, “Mr. Burton, there’s something I don’t know if I should mention.”

Steve leisurely flipped through the page of the report. Without even raising his head, he only answered after a long while, “Go ahead.”

When you love someone, every action, every word can turn into a sharp blade, cutting deep into your heart.

Just like Maya at this moment, she could only speak to Steve with such deep affection, yet his response was cold and indifferent.

Maya swallowed hard, suppressing the bitterness in her heart, and said calmly, “At noon, I saw Ruby receiving a package full of painkillers…”

As she spoke, Maya discreetly observed Steve’s expression, noticing the hand holding the report trembled slightly and his brows furrowed. Then, she switched to a voice full of concern, adding, “Is Ruby in pain somewhere? Why did she buy so many painkillers?”

It seemed as if Steve hadn’t heard Maya’s words, for he continued to gaze at the report in his hand without saying a word.

Maya bit her lower lip, sadness glinting in her eyes. Despite feigning concern for Ruby, Steve still refused to speak with her, didn’t he?

After finishing the report, Steve took a pen from the drawer, signed the document skillfully, and pushed it towards Maya.

Maya reached out to take the report, her face visibly downcast. Ready to leave while hugging the file, Steve suddenly spoke like he’d remembered something, his tone ensuring a hint of coldness, “Oh, right…”

Maya paused, delight flickering in her eyes.

Steve tapped the pen gently on the desk a few times before asking, “I heard from Ruby that you bought two sets of clothes: one set for her?”

Maya’s heart swelled with joy as Steve talked to her about non-work-related matters. She smiled at him and nodded, “Yes.”

“Why haven’t I seen you wear it?”

Maya blushed slightly, “The weather has been a bit cold lately, so I haven’t been able to wear it.”

Steve didn’t say anything but instead opened a drawer, took out a check, filled in an amount, signed it, and then pushed it towards Maya.