To the Love of My Life

Steve didn’t know what he had just blurted out in his anger. He wanted even more desperately to vent, so he fiercely threw the medicine plate toward the bed, sniffed, and said, “Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to. You don’t want me to touch you, but you can’t help but consider your family’s interests, so you’re using these pills to fend me off!”

“Ruby Gregory, let me tell you! If you don’t want to do that sort of thing, I won’t force you. Do you fucking think I’m keen to touch you? If you ever let me catch you playing those twisted games again for the sake of the Gregorys, I swear I’ll immediately bring down Gregory’s Enterprises!”

After finishing his rant, Steve angrily paced around the room.

He was utterly furious!

From initially trying to get close to him for the sake of Gregory’s Enterprises, pleasing him, wanting to marry him, and now with their wedding settled, she still hadn’t changed her nasty habits.

She was still using all her cunning and exhausting her mind for the sake of the Gregorys!

As the thoughts raced through his mind, Steve suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned around, raised his hand, and pointed at Ruby, gritting his teeth as he warned, “I’m telling you, Ruby Gregory. If I ever find out you’re taking painkillers again, believe it or not, I’ll make you eat more than enough of them!”

“You weren’t such a mess when you were younger! How come the older you get, the more irritating you become!”

Although Steve’s words sounded sharp and merciless, clearly scolding Ruby like she had been drenched in dog’s blood, she was able to pick up on the key points.

She understood that Steve was scolding her because he disapproved of her taking painkillers.

He was right; medicines were always somewhat toxic. When she first started taking painkillers, she was deeply saddened in her heart, but she had no other choice. She had to swallow the injustice and bitterness silently.

She had even thought that perhaps these painkillers would accompany her for the rest of her life.

Ruby looked at the man in front of her, who seemed to be about to jump out of his skin in anger. Yet, she couldn’t help but feel a surge of warmth and happiness in her heart, and her lips curled into a restrained smile.

After Steve had vented for a while, he finally calmed down, turned his head to look at Ruby, and found her hugging the blanket, gazing at him with clear eyes. Not only was there no fear between her brows, but there was even a hint of a smile.

He was fucking pissed, and she could still find it in herself to laugh?

What the fuck was she laughing at?!

Steve’s anger surged even more as he opened his mouth to curse at Ruby, but then he suddenly remembered the words he had just said. The words he was about to say were swallowed back down, and only then did he realize what he had said to Ruby in his rage.

Steve hesitated for a moment, hesitated again, then turned around without any further delay and quickly walked out of the bedroom door.

His pace was quick, but he seemed somewhat composed.

Ruby sat on the bed, hugging the blanket, staring at Steve’s departing figure, her brow furrowed slightly.

She didn’t know if it was just her imagination, but she felt that at this moment, Steve seemed more like… he was fleeing in defeat.