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Steve Burton’s tone was sharp and piercing, not at all concealing the sarcasm deep in his heart.
Ruby Gregory’s heart tightened upon hearing this, and she pursed her lips, her eyelids drooping slightly to hide the hurt in her eyes.
She suddenly remembered last night, when she had wanted to help him wash the clothes he had taken off, but ended up being met with his irritation, just like today.
Every time she tried to be considerate of him, all she received in return was his disdain.
She desperately tried to do her best, but it only resulted in his aversion.
She recalled that when Steve used to talk to her in the past, his tone was sometimes cold, like now, but that was only when she had made a mistake.
At that time, his tone would be slightly cold at most, and he had never said hurtful words.
But now, even if she was not in the wrong, and was thinking about him in every way, all she got in return were sharper, more ruthless, and hurtful words each time.
She wasn’t a person without temper or pride, and she really wanted to just turn around and walk away, completely cutting ties with him, never having anything to do with him again.
But thinking of the sorrow on her father’s face this morning, and the mockery by Olivia Foster at noon, Ruby could only grip her fists tightly, forcing herself to be numb, to pretend not to hear Steve’s words, and to not care about them.
Steve stared at the submissive Ruby for two seconds before turning his head and continuing to look out the window.
The private room became even quieter.
Because Ruby had interrupted Steve’s conversation with Ms. Annie, she was already feeling restless and nervous, not wanting to face Steve now. After his mockery, she felt even more pressured and wanted to disappear before Steve more than ever.
Ruby thought that if she remained silent for a while, Steve would eventually settle the bill and leave.
But as time ticked away, Steve remained unresponsive, leaving Ruby with no choice but to speak up: “Mr. Burton, it’s getting late. Should I ask the waiter for the bill?”
Steve turned his head, glanced at Ruby, and although he still didn’t say anything, he stood up from his seat.
Ruby was standing half a meter away from his seat. As Steve stood up, he took a small step forward, standing right in front of Ruby.
The sudden closeness startled Ruby, her heart leaping into her throat. Being much shorter than him, she didn’t dare to look up at his face, but only stared blankly at the buttons on his suit, swallowing nervously. She found an excuse to turn away and distance herself: “I’ll go call the waiter now.”
Without waiting for Steve’s approval, Ruby took the initiative to turn around and prepared to head towards the door..