To the Love of My Life

“Do you really think those men genuinely curse those vixens? They just curse them superficially, but deep down, they’re all thinking about those vixens…” Mrs. Taylor continued, and then noticed that Ruby was staring blankly at something, her lips slightly pale. Worriedly, she reached out and nudged Ruby, “Ms. Gregory, what’s wrong?”

Ruby suddenly snapped back to reality and realized that she had lost her composure. She took a deep breath, steadied her mind, shook her head at Mrs. Taylor, and hastily lied, “It’s nothing, I’m just a bit sleepy.”

Mrs. Taylor finally breathed a sigh of relief, “It’s getting late, Ms. Gregory, you should rest.”

Ruby nodded without speaking, her gaze still somewhat scattered as she stared at the empty space.

Mrs. Taylor got up, tidied up the room, and left quietly.

Ruby heard the door close, and her long eyelashes trembled. She then realized that her heart was filled with panic.

She was so afraid of doing that kind of thing with Steve, and at one point, she had even wished that he could impregnate her once, so he would never touch her again. Yet even now, when she thought about doing that with Steve, she still felt a shiver down her spine.

But now, hearing that Steve might no longer be interested in her or that he’s interested in someone else, and that a few days ago when she had called in the middle of the night, the one who picked up was a woman…

Ruby felt as if something in her heart had been knocked over, sour and astringent, making her inexplicably want to cry.

Even more so, she came up with an unbelievable expectation – she would rather endure that pain and do that with him, than have him do it with another woman…

Steve’s health had returned to normal, and before going back to work, he attended the company’s monthly dinner party.

This was the first dinner party held by the company since Ruby and Steve’s engagement had been set.

Ruby had been living with Steve recently, and since their engagement date was on the tenth of the next month, it was only natural that Ruby would attend the dinner with Steve.

Since Ruby had been frequently staying at Steve’s apartment, he had already furnished half of a dressing room with clothes tailored to her measurements.

Ruby chose a nude, low-cut gown, her long hair pinned up, revealing her smooth forehead and slender neck. She also wore a platinum diamond necklace, along with a pair of high heels, standing there gracefully, as if she had walked right out of a painting.

When Ruby was ready and came downstairs, Steve was already waiting for her in the living room.

Wearing high heels, Ruby gracefully walked to Steve.

Steve stared at her for a long time, then retracted his gaze, accompanying her out the door and downstairs.