To the Love of My Life

It took a while for Steve to snap out of his daze. His chest was filled with complex and surging emotions: surprise, excitement, and touched. He didn’t know how to react, so he firmly held her small hand in return.

Ruby felt the man hold her hand but still didn’t dare to look up at Steve. She couldn’t figure out if this meant he had forgiven her. After hesitating for a moment, she spoke in a weak voice, “I… I won’t take painkillers anymore… Can you… Can you not be angry anymore?”

When Ruby said the last sentence, her voice had a touch of a little girl’s coquetry.

It was like those times when Ruby had done something wrong and came to him to clean up the mess, looking so delicate and needy.

Steve felt something soft in the depths of his heart. He applied a bit of force with his arm, yanked Ruby up from the bed, and pulled her directly into his embrace, hugging her tightly.

He hugged her so hard, it was as if he wanted to embed her into his body.

Ruby’s small head was pressed against Steve’s shoulder. After a long time, she spoke again, asking hesitantly, “Does this mean you’re not angry anymore?”

“Yes.” Steve replied without any hesitation, holding Ruby’s hand with even more force.

Only after hearing Steve’s affirmative response did Ruby feel at ease.

Steve held her for a long time before gently laying her back on the bed.

It was already midnight, and they had to get up early for work in the morning. Steve cuddled Ruby and coaxed her to sleep, but he didn’t feel the slightest bit drowsy. His eyes brightened as he stared at her closed eyes.

Ruby lay with her eyes closed, trying to fall asleep, but what came to her mind was the scene of Steve angrily pointing at her, saying she wouldn’t let him touch her. She admitted that her past advances towards him were indeed purposeful, but this morning, she had no ulterior motives. She was just afraid that he would tire of her body, as Mrs. Taylor had suggested.

Although he wasn’t angry now, didn’t he still think poorly of her deep down?

The more Ruby thought about it, the more uneasy she felt. She closed her eyes and pondered for a while, then gently called out Steve’s name, “Steve.”

“Hmm?”

Hearing Steve’s reply, Ruby didn’t continue speaking yet, but her face turned red. After swallowing down saliva several times, she uttered in a mosquito-like hum, “I’m not opposed to you, I was just nervous because I was scared of the pain…”

Her words were not clear, so Steve just hummed in response with a “?” sound.

It had taken her a lot of courage to say that once, and for the second time… Ruby clenched her fingers tightly, waited for a long while, and then whispered softly, “I mean, I’m not against you touching me…”

PS: That’s it for today I have something to do later I’ll continue updating tomorrow I recommend you vote with your tickets and golden keyboard If not, I’ll wrap up this warm plot tomorrow and return to being a villain, torturing Steve and Ruby