To the Love of My Life

It took him a while to come back to reality after having a glass of milk.

Inside his body, mouth, and throat, the disgustingly bitter taste lingered.

However, he didn’t hate it; he even felt somewhat joyful.

Steve Burton opened his eyes and stared at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling for quite a while. Only then did he blink and feel that everything seemed surreal like a dream.

He quietly raised his hand, pinching his thigh underneath the blanket, feeling the bone-piercing pain, and only then did he believe that all of it was real.

Uncontrollably, a smile spread across his lips, and then he slowly sat up straight.

Had Mr. Steve gone crazy? There was even a smile on his face? Was he feverish and delirious?

Mrs. Taylor was dumbstruck, standing there, unable to say a word.

Ruby, watching Steve sit up, grew increasingly nervous. She had been afraid when she forcibly fed him medicine porridge earlier, but she mustered the courage to persist. Now that she sat down, the fear began to multiply.

From a young age, she swore that this was the first time she’d taken such a strong attitude towards Steve.

Moreover, knowing Steve for so many years, she had never seen anyone dare to treat him with such a strong attitude.

Even if there were, they would end up in a terrible state.

Ruby’s heart skipped a beat, fearing that Steve would come to settle the score with her.

Scared, Ruby closed her eyes and clutched the blanket tightly, wondering whether she should run away!

Steve fixed his gaze on Ruby’s face, observing her frightened expression and couldn’t help chuckling.

Afraid now? What was she up to earlier?

Although he thought of it disdainfully, there was a smile on his face, and he relished the scene of being forced to drink medicine porridge by Ruby. He then calmly turned to Mrs. Taylor, who was standing there, and ordered, “You can leave.”

“Yes, Mr. Steve.” Mrs. Taylor snapped back to reality and quickly left.

There were only Steve and Ruby left in the room. Ruby was so terrified that she didn’t even dare to breathe. Was he planning to shut the door and have his revenge?

Ruby kept her eyes closed and let her mind run wild for a while, only to find that there was no reaction from Steve at all. She frowned gently, opened her eyelids, and took a sneaky peek at Steve.

Steve was leaning against the pillow, staring straight at her, without a trace of anger, displeasure, or coldness on his face.

In fact, he seemed to be in a very good mood, with relaxed eyebrows and a hint of a smile on his lips.

Steve wasn’t angry?

Ruby was slightly taken aback, and for a moment, she didn’t notice that her sneaky glance collided with Steve’s gaze.