To the Love of My Life

Steve Burton maintained a calm expression throughout, only showing a faint flicker in his eyes and a cold expression on his face the moment Maya Mitchell shut the office door forcefully.

No one knew what kind of feeling was churning in his heart, fueled by alcohol, when he heard Maya Mitchell speak to him in a concerned and worried tone, telling him that Ruby Gregory had bought several boxes of painkillers.

He didn’t know what Maya’s intentions were in telling him this, but he tried his best to disguise his emotions, not wanting to lose his composure in front of an insignificant person.

Steve Burton stared at the computer screen for a long time, feeling frustrated and annoyed. Finally, he stood up and walked to the French windows, opening them and letting the cold early-winter wind slowly blow into the room; only then did he feel slightly more comfortable both physically and mentally.

After standing for an unknown amount of time, the landline phone behind him rang. He glanced at it and slowly walked to the desk to pick up the call. Ms. Taylor’s stiff, businesslike tone came through the phone: “Mr. Burton, you have an appointment with Mr. Taylor and Mr. Woods tonight at 6:30 pm at the Grand Ciawell Restaurant. The private room has been reserved for you, just like your usual spot. Do you need a car prepared now?”

Steve Burton checked his watch, seeing that it was already 5:30 pm. It would take about half an hour to drive from Pristine’s Enterprises to Grand Ciawell Restaurant, and it was now the evening rush hour; indeed, it was time to set off.

Steve murmured an agreement on the phone.

After hanging up, he stood in front of his desk for half a minute before walking to the coat rack to put on his coat and pick up his car keys, finally leaving the office.

Ruby Gregory only realized when she saw Maya Mitchell carrying a file into Steve Burton’s office.

Steve Burton didn’t call her to his office, but she could take a file to his office, right?

Ruby quickly went through the files on her desk, then found one that needed Steve Burton’s signature and began to work on it diligently.

The file was somewhat complicated, and it took Ruby about three hours to finish. When she checked the time, there were still 30 minutes left before clocking off at 6 pm. She quickly went to the printing room, picked up the printed file, and headed straight to Steve Burton’s office.

Before she could reach his office door, Steve opened it and walked out. Ruby’s steps, while holding the file, slowed down.

Her heart raced uncontrollably for no apparent reason.

Ruby slightly nervously clutched the file and stared at Steve before speaking up: “Mr. Burton.”

Steve glanced at the file in her hand and paused: “What is it?”

“The file needs your signature.”

Steve didn’t say anything but walked toward Ruby.

Ruby hurriedly opened the file and handed her pen to Steve.

Steve carefully scanned the file handed to him by Ruby. He was somewhat close to her, and his scent continuously wafted into Ruby’s nostrils.

It had only been two days since she had last seen him, but it felt like a long time ago.

Smelling his familiar scent, Ruby’s inexplicably frustrated mood of the day miraculously calmed down. From time to time, she would lift her eyelids to sneak a peek at the man’s countenance.

PS: I’m home now; time to update? There are nine chapters left