To the Love of My Life

Ruby didn’t understand why Steve not only wasn’t angry, but actually seemed to be in a better mood.

However, she was certain that Steve wouldn’t blame her.

The worries and fears in her heart gradually dissipated.

Immediately, an indescribable joy began to surge within her heart.

Upon careful thought, Ruby didn’t know what she was so happy about, but she did feel slightly embarrassed for having forcefully fed Steve the medicine porridge. She lowered her head, smiled, then picked up the thermometer and handed it over to him, “Measure your temperature.”

Steve didn’t take it, instead, he raised his arm to Ruby.

Ruby understood Steve’s gesture and stood up, walked over, opened his collar, and put the thermometer under his arm.

About five minutes later, Ruby took the thermometer out from under Steve’s armpit, checked the temperature, and found that he still had a slight fever. She turned around, took out the medicine the doctor had prescribed from the table, and set it aside, preparing to let Steve take it later.

After running a high fever all day, Steve was covered in cold sweat by the afternoon, feeling sticky and uncomfortable. Struggling, he tried to get up and take a bath.

Since he had caught a cold, taking a bath might worsen his condition. Ruby stopped him, thought for a moment, went to the bathroom, took a large towel, soaked it in hot water, wrung it out, and began wiping his body.

At first, Steve quite enjoyed Ruby wiping his body, but her fingers brushing against his skin now and then made his relaxed body grow tense gradually and completely out of control.

When Ruby used the towel to wipe Steve’s abdomen and waist, the man’s entire body tensed up.

Although Ruby and Steve had been intimate many times already, this was the first time she personally wiped his body for him. Her face blushed slightly due to shyness.

She wiped his abdomen quickly and attentively, but then suddenly felt his hand pressing on hers.

Her hand trembled, she turned her head and saw Steve’s eyes looking at her with great heat. Despite the distance, she could hear his gradually heavy breathing.

Steve grabbed her hand, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her lips unsteadily. His hand slipped inside her clothes.

Ruby naturally knew what Steve’s actions meant.

In her heart, she knew that her resistance would upset him, but somehow, without having taken the painkiller, she couldn’t help but feel nervous.

Her hands clenched into fists, and she shook slightly.

Steve’s kisses deepened gradually, but for some unknown reason, he suddenly released her lips, pulled his hand out of her clothes, looked away, and said in a hoarse voice, “Leave.”