To the Love of My Life

Actually, his mood had been really terrible for the past few days.

Last Friday, when he saw that the last two pain-relieving pills were missing from her bag, he stood on the balcony, blowing cold wind all night, unable to suppress the turbulence in his heart.

No wonder all of a sudden, she seemed to have had an epiphany. When they were intimate, she was no longer reacting as if she were facing execution but had become obedient and quiet. He thought that she must have developed feelings for him, so she wasn’t resisting as much.

Deep down, he had a thorn in his heart left by what happened three years ago. Her understanding, her thoughtfulness, and her cleverness lately made him think that he really had a place in her heart.

So when he discovered that her changes towards him were all because of the pain-relieving pills, he began to let his imagination run wild, beyond his control.

He knew that he never had much rationality when facing Ruby Gregory.

He was actually worried that when she woke up, he wouldn’t be able to help but have a conflict with her.

So when he received a call at five in the morning, saying there was a minor accident at the Bolivia branch, he was relieved.

Actually, that accident didn’t require him to fly to Bolivia, but he still notified his secretary to book an early flight and flew to Bolivia temporarily.

He admitted that he was escaping.

Some beauty, after experiencing and sinking into it, he couldn’t bear to destroy more than anyone else.

His heart was uncomfortable during those two days in Bolivia.

He had been used to the bone-deep longing when she had left him for three years, but now, maybe because he had been with her for too long recently, he was infatuated and couldn’t stand being apart for only forty-eight hours.

So on Monday morning, he temporarily let the person in charge in Bolivia book a flight for him to return to Ciawell.

Who would have known that in the afternoon, he learned from Maya Mitchell that Ruby Gregory had bought a lot of pain-relieving pills again.

He wasn’t the kind of person to drown his sorrows in alcohol, but when it came to Ruby’s matters, he always used alcohol to numb himself.

So in the private room of The Sapphire Bistro, he drank a bit too much.

Actually, he didn’t know how much he had drunk. He only vaguely heard someone say, “It’s already eleven thirty,” and suddenly remembered that he hadn’t gone to the convenience store to buy snacks today. So he took out his phone, looked at the time, and realized he had half an hour left before the day was over.

He hurriedly reached out his hand, groping for his wallet and keys, then left in a flustered manner.

When he staggered out of The Sapphire Bistro, he realized he had left his phone in the private room.

He was afraid that he wouldn’t have time to buy snacks before twelve o’clock, so he asked the driver to take him directly to the nearest convenience store.

His driver had been with him for many years and was no stranger to his quirks. When they arrived at the convenience store, the driver opened the door, stood respectfully by the side, and watched as Steve Burton drunkenly stumbled into the store. He then waited for him to come out and took him back to The Sapphire Bistro.

When Steve Burton returned to The Sapphire Bistro, his first thought was to go back to where he had been sitting and look for his phone. But after searching for a long time, he couldn’t find it, so he finally asked, “Who took my phone?”