To the Love of My Life

It was already slightly cold in Ciawell in early winter, but Steve rolled down the back window as the car drove for a while.

As usual, the banquet venue was the same old place – the Grand Capital Hotel.

By the time Steve and Ruby arrived, the banquet had already started. Just like before, a lot of people gathered around Steve as soon as he appeared.

Although it was a company event, there were still many partners who often collaborated closely with Pristine’s Enterprises.

Steve had taken Ruby to many dinners before, so everyone remembered her. Thus, while greeting Steve, they bumped their glasses with Ruby’s. As a result, Ruby stayed close to Steve the entire time without leaving his side.

Despite not drinking much each time, Steve had already had seven or eight glasses unconsciously due to the large number of people.

Ruby was afraid of Steve’s recent recovery from a serious illness and worried about him drinking too much. So, the next time he handed an empty wine glass to a waiter and was about to pick up a new one, Ruby couldn’t help but reach out her hand and hold Steve’s: “There are still two doses of medicine left to take, don’t drink so much.”

Steve’s body trembled slightly, his gaze falling on the snow-white hand that was placed on the back of his hand. He followed Ruby’s arm, moving his gaze upwards and then stopping on her face.

Whether it was due to the alcohol or the dim lighting of the banquet hall, Steve felt that the woman standing in front of him was intoxicatingly beautiful.

Unable to help himself, he released his wine glass and grasped Ruby’s hand instead. He gently led her towards him and hesitated for a moment before saying, “Dance with me.”

Only when Steve and Ruby started dancing gracefully on the dance floor to the melodious and smooth music did he realize how terrible his suggestion had been.

Underneath his palm was her soft, slender waist. He could imagine the smoothness of her skin even through their clothes.

With each dance step, she moved closer and farther away from him, carrying her unique fragrance that intensified and faded in his breath.

Every moment was a torment.

Steve’s breath gradually became hot. He raised his head and glanced around the dance floor, spotting Howard Coleman dancing elegantly with a woman not far away. He gently swayed towards Howard with Ruby, and they exchanged partners.

Steve, together with the woman who had just been dancing with Howard, made a beautiful spin, increasing the distance between him and Ruby.

As Ruby danced with Howard, she subconsciously turned her head and searched for Steve’s figure on the dance floor.

Steve seemed to know the woman he was dancing with, and they were quite close. He danced beautifully and elegantly with her in perfect harmony, occasionally laughing and chatting with each other while making eye contact.