To the Love of My Life

She quickly opened the takeout boxes, tasted each dish with her chopsticks, and found that the taste was light and bland, probably because Steve Burton had reminded them she was pregnant. However, Ruby enjoyed the meal and felt an unspeakable happiness as the food filled her stomach and her heart.

She had just complained about being hungry on Twitter, and immediately received food… Did that mean Steve was always paying attention to her tweets?

The thought filled Ruby’s heart with joy. After finishing her meal, she ran back to the bedroom with excitement, lay down on the bed without feeling sleepy, hugged her phone, stared at her Twitter, and looked at her tweets—grumbling, complaining, happy—and imagined Steve seeing them shortly after she posted them. She couldn’t help but smile to herself.

Ruby, still smiling, bit her finger, her eyes rolling, and then got out of bed, ran to the dining room, took a photo of her leftover food, and posted another tweet: “I just tweeted that I was hungry, and immediately got a delicious late-night snack delivered to my door…” followed by a series of happy emojis.

Then Ruby returned to the bedroom, holding her phone, staring at the screen, and wondering what expression Steve would have when he saw her latest tweet.

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Steve Burton sat in the conference room, listening to the representative from the American collaboration partner eloquently explaining the improvements and highlights of their products in fluent English.

He had already seen these documents before coming to Lilliput, and his mind wandered, thinking about whether Ruby in Ciawell had received the late-night snack from The Sapphire Bistro.

He knew that Ruby might not tweet after receiving the snack, but he still kept refreshing Twitter. Finally, after countless refreshes, he saw her latest update.

This time, her tweet had a picture of the leftover food after she finished eating.

Steve stared at the series of happy emojis she posted and felt his mood lift. He accidentally liked her tweet and wanted to retract it, but then his phone chimed. A notification popped up, “Mrs. Gregory, the mother of twins, has followed you.”

Steve hesitated to unlike the tweet and ended up staring at “Mrs. Gregory, mother of twins” in his followers list, unable to resist a small smile on his lips.

Just as the American customer representative finished presenting their products, they looked politely at Steve and asked for his opinion.

Distracted, Steve hadn’t paid attention to the representative’s words and was still staring at his phone screen. The assistant, Ms. Taylor, noticed his daydream and whispered, “Mr. Burton.”

Steve came back to reality and was about to speak when his phone vibrated in his hand. He glanced down and saw a private message from Ruby: “Steve Burton?”