To the Love of My Life

Chapter 105 - 105: 105 She doesn’t love me (13)

There was some congestion on the road, and the car could hardly move for more than a moment before coming to a stop.

The sudden starts and stops made Ruby Gregory feel nauseous, but she didn’t dare to speak up.

Finally, they hit a red light that lasted two minutes, and Ruby breathed a quiet sigh of relief.

Steve appeared impatient, tapping the steering wheel with his finger. After a moment, he rolled down the window, and the noise of the traffic and honking horns outside invaded the car.

In her heart, Ruby silently prayed for the red light to pass slowly. With thirty seconds remaining, Steve suddenly asked in a flat tone, “What was your New Year’s wish during the Chinese New Year when you were sixteen?”

Ruby was now 25 years old, and the Chinese New Year when she was sixteen was almost a decade ago.

Her New Year’s wish from ten years ago?

Why was he asking her about a decade-old New Year’s wish?

Ruby’s mind felt somewhat muddled. She stared blankly at Steve, her eyes full of confusion.

After her puzzlement, Ruby tried her best to recall the events of ten years ago.

She clearly remembered that it was that year when she learned that Steve liked the color blue, that he liked Chanel No. 5 perfume, and that he enjoyed eating matcha-flavored cakes.

She even remembered that a girl had confessed her love to Steve that year, only for him to reject her because she was wearing a light green dress.

That day, Ruby returned home and packed away anything she owned that was light green, throwing it all into The Gregorys’ storage room.

Furthermore, from that day on, even if she saw something beautiful in light green, she would immediately consider it taboo.

As Ruby reflected on those memories, she realized that she remembered all the details about Steve, but had no impression of her New Year’s wish from that year.

Ruby looked up, discreetly observing Steve’s expression. She found his face even more solemn than before. Her hand subconsciously tightened, and she swallowed, forcing a small smile, “It’s been so many years, I can’t quite remember…”

As she spoke, Steve’s face grew more frightening, and the air in the car became thinner.

Ruby’s voice became lower and lower, to the point where she didn’t even finish saying the word “clear.” Instead, she just closed her mouth.

The red light turned green, and Steve pressed on the car window before flooring the accelerator. The car shot out like an arrow leaving its bow.

Ruby’s heart jumped into her throat as well. She sat quietly and well-behaved in the car, not daring to move or even breathe too forcefully..