To the Love of My Life

The taxi drove about seven or eight kilometers before stopping in front of a mid-range apartment complex. Steve slammed on the brakes and stopped at a considerable distance. After a while, he saw Ruby Gregory get out of the taxi and walk towards the entrance of the complex, carrying her bag.

He glanced sideways at the apartment complex, a newly developed property in recent years, which mainly targeted economically affordable housing. The layout and space within the complex were far less than those of the villas in West Suburb and the apartment he was used to living in downtown.

Ruby didn’t enter the complex but went to a beef shop next to the entrance.

Steve moved his car forward slightly to get a clearer view of Ruby. She was sitting by the window in the shop, with a big bowl of noodles in front of her. She tucked her hair behind her ears and sat properly at the table, using her chopsticks and a spoon to eat her noodles slowly and leisurely.

It took Ruby a full twenty minutes to finish her bowl of noodles. She picked up a napkin, wiped her mouth, and then raised her hand, calling the waiter to settle the bill.

Perhaps the denomination of the money she gave was too large, and she sat alone at the dining table, stirring the remaining soup in the noodle bowl with her chopsticks while waiting for the waiter to bring back her change.

After a while, she stopped stirring and bent down to rummage through her bag. She pulled out her phone, presumably someone had called her, she swiped her finger across the screen and then put it to her ear.

Although he didn’t know who she was talking to or what she was talking about, he could tell that she seemed very happy. Her eyebrows curved, her eyes crinkled, and she radiated a sweet and charming smile.

While she was on her call, the waiter brought her change, but she didn’t get up and leave the shop immediately. Instead, she continued speaking on the phone for a few more sentences before hanging up and still sat at the table without moving.

Years:notepad>Steve’s car was still running, but he sat motionless in his seat, his eyes firmly fixed on her.

About five minutes later, he saw her give him a brilliant smile in the direction of his car and then stand up and wave her hand.

From Steve’s angle, it looked like she was waving at him, and his heart skipped a beat in that instant.

Had she discovered him?

Steve instinctively wanted to roll down the window and wave back at her, but instead, he saw her get up, grab her bag, and walk out of the noodle shop, heading towards someone not far from his car.

Steve followed her gaze and noticed that, unbeknownst to him, Edric Reat had arrived.

It turned out she hadn’t discovered him; she was waving at Edric.

She seemed delighted to see Edric. They exchanged a few words face-to-face before walking together towards a fruit store nearby. She stood by the side, scrutinizing the various fruits for a while before pointing at a few. Edric carefully picked some of her selections and handed them to the sales clerk.