To the Love of My Life

Chapter 203: 203 Warm Encounter (17)

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As expected, he didn’t believe that she bought the ointment for him.

Steve Burton’s blatant disbelief left Ruby Gregory at a loss for how to explain herself.

At this moment, she was like someone who eagerly offered a gift, only to be rejected, causing her face to turn even more red.

Steve’s gaze was fixed on Ruby, and as he watched her fair-skinned face turn redder and redder, his mood suddenly improved greatly. He spoke leisurely, “Since the ointment is for me, then apply it for me.”

Without further ado, Steve pressed the ointment into Ruby’s palm and placed his injured hand in front of her.

The man’s hand was beautiful, with long, slender fingers. The injured part of the palm only had a faint reddish mark as a reminder of the once-existing wound.

His hand had practically healed completely, so why apply medicine now? Ruby raised her head with doubts and glanced at Steve.

Steve’s face remained gentle as he stared at his palm, urging Ruby onward: “Hurry up.”

Feeling somewhat curious about Steve’s odd behavior, Ruby took off the ointment cap and applied it on his palm. She then spread her fingers, rubbing it gently and evenly.

The smell of the ointment was faint and refreshing, mixed with the scent of osmanthus flowers carried by the night breeze wafting around the viewing platform.

Ruby waited for the ointment to be fully absorbed before trying to retract her hand, but the man preemptively gripped her palm tightly in his.

Ruby felt her whole body stiffen as she stood motionless in front of Steve, her other hand unconsciously clenching into a fist.

His fingertips brushed her hand back in a barely-there manner, emanating warmth and an electrifying sensation that gradually seeped through her skin.

Ruby didn’t even dare to breathe, and after a while, she noticed that the man had no intention of letting go of her hand. She raised her head slightly, accidentally meeting his gaze.

Ruby had been crying alone earlier when she stood at this spot, admiring the night view. Her eyes still bore traces of redness and dampness. Steve stared at her eyes for a moment before asking, “Have you been crying?”

Ruby didn’t expect Steve to notice that she had cried. She hesitated before trying to casually dismiss it, “The wind here is strong, so it made my eyes uncomfortable and teary.”

“Really?” Steve gently asked back before leaning towards her. His face coming closer and closer to Ruby’s until they were almost touching before he stopped..