To the Love of My Life

Chapter 250: You Finally Opened Your Eyes

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The voice was slightly unfamiliar, and Ruby Gregory couldn’t discern who it was. She wasn’t particularly curious and only threw a casual glance, but then she found the woman in the woods strangely familiar.

Ruby’s steps suddenly halted. She stared at the woman, pondered for a while, then it dawned on her. This was the same woman who was talking with Steve Burton under the pavilion at the backdoor of the party last night.

Ruby vaguely remembered the woman, her name was Charlotte Madris.

Charlotte Madris… Wasn’t she the close friend of Olivia Foster that Steve mentioned this morning at breakfast?

What was she doing here, sobbing all by herself?

Just as Ruby was puzzled, Charlotte suddenly yelled into the phone, “It’s one thing to send me to Italy, but why make me choose a major that takes seven years to complete? Seven years? Seven years! By the time I come back, all my friends in Ciawell will have gotten married and started families. I don’t want to go to Italy, I don’t want to go to Italy!”

“Why don’t I get a say? I’ve already come back from my postgraduate studies in

Buranda, isn’t my education enough? I don’t want to go to school anymore!”

“Mom, don’t pressure me like this. Please discuss it with dad and try not to send me abroad, okay?”

“What, this wasn’t your decision? If it wasn’t your decision, I don’t want to hear it! Do you really have the heart to banish me to stay alone in Italy for seven years?”

“Afraid of upsetting the Burtons?”

The Burtons? How are they involved in this?

Like Charlotte, Ruby furrowed her brows deeply.

Then Charlotte voiced the question in Ruby’s heart: “What does this have to do with the Burtons?”

“What?!” Charlotte’s expression turned awful for a moment at something said on the other end of the phone. “It’s Madam Burton’s idea?”

Madam Burton?

Steve’s mother?

Ruby was growing increasingly confused.

“Why would Madam Burton, who doesn’t even know me, suddenly send me off to Italy?”

“It’s related to Steve?”

As soon as Charlotte finished her sentence, she hung up the phone and dialed another number. Perhaps holding the phone next to her ear for so long had become uncomfortable, Charlotte switched on the speaker. After five rings, someone picked up. Before anyone could speak, Charlotte blurted out, “Mr. Burton, could you please plead with your mother not to send me to Italy? I don’t want to go…”

Before Charlotte could finish speaking, a familiar tone that Ruby knew all too well came from the other end of the line, crisp yet indifferent, only four words:

“Bon voyage.”

Then, without waiting for Charlotte’s reaction, the call was abruptly ended.

When Charlotte tried to call again, she was met with a busy signal.

PS: Bon voyage— Steve, you’re utterly shameless– Ruby knows that you’re making Charlotte a scapegoat for her sake— That’s it for today, continuing tomorrow- The award-winning reader is: Breaking Up For No Reason Sis