To the Love of My Life

Ruby was stunned by Steve’s abrupt stop. She nestled in his arms, raised her head in confusion, and looked at his exquisitely handsome profile, softly uttering, “Hmm?”

Her voice was gentle and weak, and her breath, like a feather, gently swept across his neck.

Steve’s body shuddered violently, his breathing became even more unsteady, and his already warm body temperature rose slightly. Even his pale, sickly face flushed a dark red.

Ruby noticed that something was off with Steve. It seemed like he wanted to do those things, but also not to. She hesitated for a moment, then reached out and touched his forehead, noticing it was hotter than before. She immediately thought his condition had worsened, and frantically got up from him. “Why did it suddenly get so hot again? Was it because we were just wiping your body?”

As she spoke, Ruby extended her hand and straightened Steve’s pajamas.

Her small hand, through his pajamas, kept rubbing against his skin, fueling the burning desire within him even more.

Steve’s rapid breathing was somewhat frightening, and he forcefully gripped the bedding beneath him, suppressing the urge to pin her down.

Ruby became more restless as she listened to Steve’s intermittent breathing. “Are you feeling very uncomfortable right now? Lie down and rest, I’ll get you some water and give you medicine…”

Ruby’s hand held onto Steve’s arm.

Her mere presence in front of him was enough to make him lose control, let alone her repeated touches.

As soon as she grabbed his arm, Steve violently reached out and pushed her hand away. He gasped for air between each command, “I told you to leave!”

Steve’s effort to suppress his desires made him use more force than he intended, causing Ruby’s fair complexion to turn white. A layer of red appeared on her delicate arm.

Ruby furrowed her brows and tilted her head in surprise, looking at Steve’s stoic expression and tightly pursed lips. It was as if he was struggling to suppress something.

Ruby was puzzled by Steve’s sudden inexplicable demand for her to leave. She stood there, unmoving, and asked softly, “What’s wrong…?”

Before Ruby could finish speaking, Steve interrupted her once more. This time, his words were more succinct, as he simply said, “Leave!”

As these words were spoken, Ruby clearly saw a dark, cold aura slowly enveloping Steve’s otherwise expressionless face.

Startled, she hesitated for a moment, trembling lips, but dared not say anything. She turned around and quickly ran out of the room.

Now alone in the bedroom, Steve could still clearly smell the lingering scent of Ruby.

With his eyes closed, Steve leaned against the pillow, taking deep breaths as his chest heaved. After a while, he finally opened his eyes, feeling somewhat exhausted. He reached out a hand and picked up the intercom to say, “Tell Mrs. Taylor to come up.”