To the Love of My Life

She knew that from now on, Ruby would regard her as a life-saving benefactor. She also knew that Steve, who deeply loved Ruby, would be grateful to her for this incident.

She finally got her wish and got closer to them.

As long as she was close, there was hope, right?

When they left the hospital, it was already 11 pm. The streets of the capital city in early winter were very quiet. As soon as they got into the car, Ruby relaxed, leaning her head and falling into a deep sleep.

The traffic light ahead turned red, and Steve stopped the car smoothly.

He turned his head and looked at the sleeping woman in the passenger seat. His eyes softened.

How many times had he imagined her sitting in the passenger seat where he could reach out and touch her cheek?

Yet, how many times had the passenger seat been empty when he drove alone?

Steve couldn’t help but reach out and gently touch her head. Then he saw the red light turned green. He turned up the car’s heater slightly and stepped on the gas.

As soon as the car parked in their apartment’s underground garage, Ruby woke up. Her clothes were stained with Maya’s blood, so she hurriedly ran upstairs to take a shower.

Steve stood at the bedroom door, waiting for the sound of running water from the bathroom before slowly walking to the study. He took out his phone and called Rusell Henris.

The phone was quickly answered, and Rusell’s calm voice came through: “Steve.”

Steve went straight to the point: “How did your investigation go?”

“After the incident, I followed your instructions and immediately cleared everyone from the banquet hall. Then I found a round steel ball in the sofa area with the help of some reliable people. I asked the staff of the Grand Capital Hotel, and they said that they had cleaned the banquet hall carefully before our event and wouldn’t have left anything like that.”

Rusell paused and continued: “Moreover, those shelves held invaluable antiques that had been placed there for over twenty years without any incidents. More importantly, the hotel staff regularly check to make sure the items are securely placed. Based on all this, we can be almost certain that this was not an accident, but an act of sabotage…”

After explaining everything, Rusell curiously asked: “But Steve, usually incidents like this would be treated as accidents. How did you figure out it was a conspiracy?”

“I didn’t really figure it out…” Steve replied lazily, speaking slowly: “I just saw someone being so nice to Ruby, and it made me uncomfortable. So I desperately tried to pick some faults, just to balance my feelings.”

PS: Thank you for your support! Steve, you’re being willful again, even getting jealous of a woman. Steve doesn’t touch Ruby not because he wants to torture her or is angry with her, but because she doesn’t like it, so he holds back and endures it.