To the Love of My Life

Chapter 775: Chapter 775: The Most Romantic Proposal (5)
 

Steve Burton saw the look in Ruby Gregory’s eyes and spoke softly with a slight apology in his tone, “Did I wake you up?”

Ruby looked at the handsome man, who appeared a bit weary due to not sleeping all night. Thinking about the words he had just said in the study, she found her throat slightly choked up, making it difficult to speak. She shook her head gently at Steve, then felt a wave of heat well up in her eyes as she buried her head into Steve’s chest.

Steve saw the redness in Ruby’s eyes and thought she was still frightened by what had happened last night. He reached out his hand and held her tightly in his embrace, stroking her back and whispering in her ear, “Ruby, I’m sorry for not protecting you well yesterday. Rest assured, I won’t let anyone hurt you again. When Chise and Candice grow up, they will accompany me in protecting you and them…”

Upon hearing these words, Ruby’s eyes brimmed with tears. She reached out her hands to tightly embrace Steve’s waist, burying her head deeper into his chest. After a long time, she finally whispered, “I’m sorry.”

I’m sorry, Steve. I didn’t trust you enough.

How she wished she could say this apology to him in person, but some things he had hidden so painstakingly, simply to protect her from harm. How could she bear to disappoint his good intentions?

This man, always cold and aloof, grew up with her and she had witnessed how he broke the hearts of countless women who admired him with his indifferent demeanor.

However, such a cold and arrogant man was, against all odds, so caring and attentive towards her.@@novelbin@@

Ruby felt that in her previous life she must have saved the entire galaxy to meet Steve in this life.

No, that’s not right.

She must have saved the entire galaxy in two consecutive lives to meet and fall in love with Steve in this life.

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Howard Coleman woke up two days later, the first thing he saw upon opening his eyes was Madeleine, supporting her head with one hand, watching over him by his side.

The woman was pale, her clothes somewhat tattered, stained with dried blood.

Howard stared at her for a long time before realizing what had happened and understood that since he had passed out, Madeleine had been by his side, not even changing or washing her clothes.

Howard’s expression turned slightly rigid, and he quickly averted his gaze from Madeleine’s sleeping face. He tried to sit up, but the movement caused the wound on his back to hurt, and he couldn’t help but let out a low, stifled moan.

Madeleine was a light sleeper, she immediately opened her eyes upon hearing Howard’s moan. Seeing him awake, her pale and tired face broke into a delighted smile. Completely forgetting the so-called “deep hatred” between them, she hastily got up and asked excitedly, “Howard, you’re finally awake! Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?”

As she spoke, Madeleine opened an insulated food box nearby and scooped out a glass of milk, “The doctor said that when you wake up, you should eat something light. I specifically asked someone to prepare medicine porridge for you; do you want some?”