To the Love of My Life

Immediately afterward, Steve didn’t even look at Ruby Gregory and went straight into the bathroom.

Ruby still stood dazed in place. After just a minute, she heard the sound of water from inside, and it was then that her mind began to process the situation.

Steve didn’t want the child… he said he had no interest in having the child… so, he had been giving her contraceptive pills all this time, right?

“Simply put, the man doesn’t love the woman at all. He’s just using her body to vent his desires. Once he’s done, he’ll want to get rid of her. So, there’s no way he’d want a child. Having a child would only bring trouble when they eventually break up.”

“If a man loves a woman, he’d want her to bear many children for him. He wouldn’t let her take contraceptive pills!”

These words that Madeleine had said before echoed clearly and loudly in Ruby’s ears. She remembered the nightmare she had that night and how, right in this apartment, Steve dragged her out to the stairs and pushed her down with his own hands.

Ruby subconsciously lifted her hand and covered her stomach.

No, she couldn’t let Steve find out that she was pregnant. He would definitely kill her child!

What should she do to protect her child?

Ruby suddenly thought of the way out she had considered earlier today at the cafe.

Her expression turned somewhat stagnant in an instant.

Could it be that there was really no other way apart from that choice?

Ruby’s hand slowly clenched into a fist. She stood stiffly in place for a long time before finally retreating two steps, weakly sitting down on the edge of the bed, staring straight at the bathroom.

When Steve finished showering and came out of the bathroom, Ruby was sitting obediently on the edge of the bed. Her expression seemed calm. Steve glanced at her before grabbing the hairdryer and started drying his hair in front of the mirror.

The hairdryer was quite a distance from Ruby, but she still subconsciously moved herself further away.

The noise from the hairdryer went on for a long time before it finally quieted down. Steve carelessly tossed the hairdryer onto a nearby shelf, then walked over to the bed, turned off the bedroom light, and got into bed. As he did so, he glanced at Ruby and finally spoke: “It’s getting late. Go to bed.”

Ruby did not make a sound nor show any significant reaction; she simply continued to sit calmly on the edge of the bed.

Steve stood there and looked at her for two seconds before walking over, picking her up, and placing her on the bed.

Steve leaned over Ruby, examining her face carefully for a moment before lowering his head and covering her lips with his own.

Ruby was still lost in her thoughts, showing little reaction. Steve, however, took her silence as consent, kissing her deeper. As the passion grew, he reached out and unzipped her pajamas.

It wasn’t until Steve’s lips slid from Ruby’s lips down to her neck and collarbone that she suddenly snapped back to reality.