To the Love of My Life

In fact, Steve’s force was just as heavy and fierce as before, but since Ruby was no longer nervous, she no longer felt any pain.

Every time after they finished, Ruby felt ashamed of her responsive and cooperative behavior during their passionate moments, yet when it happened again, she found herself becoming even more proactive and sensitive.

Days gradually passed, and it was the first of the following month, coincidentally a Saturday. That day was the Beijing alumni reunion of Steve and Ruby’s university.

The reunion venue was nothing surprising – The Sapphire Bistro.

The gathering was scheduled for 8 pm. Before leaving, although Ruby was already beautiful, like most women, she still wanted to make herself even more charming. So she intentionally did some touch-ups in front of the mirror.

Ruby and Steve were about to get engaged, and there was no need to hide certain things. So, she naturally went to The Sapphire Bistro in Steve’s car.

Steve spent half of his annual business hours at The Sapphire Bistro, so the place was like a familiar route for him.

When Steve led Ruby into the designated private room, it was already packed with many people.

Howard Coleman, Edward Woods, Rusell Henris, as well as Madeleine, whom Steve had driven out of China for a one-month vacation, had all arrived.

After Ruby and Steve sat down, they glanced around the room, realizing that this wasn’t just any alumni reunion but a gathering of prominent classmates.

They had invited almost every famous and influential graduate from their university in Beijing in recent years.

Of course, that included Olivia Foster and Maya Mitchell.

Maya’s injury was mostly healed, but since it was on her head, a small patch of hair had been cut off during the treatment. So, today she wore a hat.

It had been a long time since Ruby had seen Olivia. She was still as elegant as before, her gaze drifting towards Steve from time to time.

The organizer of this reunion was Hillary, who had married into a rich family as a Ma’am the previous year. At 8 o’clock, she cleared her throat while holding a microphone and waited for everyone to quiet down before speaking: “