To the Love of My Life

If you ask Steve Burton, he would undoubtedly say: Ruby Gregory.

As the saying goes, “real men don’t cry easily,” but he has shed tears for Ruby more than once.

In fact, the situation has become seemingly settled, and it seems that there is no hope for Steve and Ruby.

However, Steve really doesn’t want to give up, even though Ruby is pregnant with Edric Reat’s child. It’s possible that she might marry Edric, so he keeps comforting himself that maybe if he waits, an opportunity will come.

Although he is determined to wait in his heart, the news of Ruby’s pregnancy still took him a long time to digest.

Instead of accepting the heavy blow to him and the reality that she is not entirely his own, he is actually also waiting for a chance – a chance to approach Ruby and get close to her.

He told himself not to disturb her happiness, and he never thought about destroying her happiness. But when the opportunity was before him, he still couldn’t help but seize and hold on to it.

Since parting at Chinese New Year, Steve and Ruby met again in April, when flowers were blooming.

The city, which was barren for an entire winter, has sprouted green leaves again. People on the streets are no longer wearing heavy down jackets.

In such a lively, flowery March, Steve found an opportunity to get close to Ruby.

That morning, Steve signed a large contract at the Capital Club. When he left home in the morning, the sky was cloudy. When he left the club at noon, it was raining.

The driver held an umbrella over his head and accompanied him as he said goodbye to his partners. After sending everyone off and preparing to get into the car, he saw Ruby standing under the eaves of a nearby coffee shop, sheltering from the rain.

Steve immediately stopped getting into the car and stared at Ruby. Even though she was wearing a slightly oversized light sweater, her belly was bulging. Calculating the time, she was more than four months pregnant – it should be visible by now.

Seeing that Steve hadn’t moved, the driver asked in confusion: “Mr. Burton?”

Without taking his eyes off Ruby, Steve reached out to the driver: “You go home first, I have something to do.”

The driver handed over the car keys and handed the umbrella he was holding for Steve to Steve. Then he turned and left.

Steve waited for the driver to walk away before walking around the car, folding the umbrella, getting into the car, and driving it onto the street. He slowly stopped the car in front of Ruby, pretending to pass by.

PS: I’m not in a good mood today, so I’ll update this much for now. Next is some extra talk for everyone

1: If I were Ruby, I wouldn’t tell Steve that I was pregnant with his child. To me, the contraception pills he gave me were my chance to make him change his ways gently, and then move Ruby’s heart with compassion. Because once upon a time, he did indeed deeply love her, but his methods were wrong.

2: The subsequent plot is indeed not going to have great misery. When I write a book, none of them have been long, and this one will be no exception. My eight or ninety thousand-word count is really considered short, especially compared to the over one million word count books out there. If I were purely dragging the story to earn your money, then I think your words are really too harsh!

3: I know many readers are dissatisfied with this book I’m writing. I want to apologize to you all. I’m sorry for disappointing you. Fans of my work shouldn’t argue with them, as everyone has different tastes. I won’t force anyone to continue reading. If you really find it increasingly dull, you can choose to give up this book. Regardless, I’m still very grateful for your support over these many days. Thank you, everyone!