To the Love of My Life

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Steve Burton sat alone in his car for a long time after Edward and Rusell left. Eventually, he started the engine and slowly drove out of the underground parking garage.

It was four o’clock in the morning in the capital city, even those partying late into the night had scattered, making it the city’s most tranquil moment. The streets were almost empty, only the neon lights on both sides casting their soft glow.

Steve stared straight ahead at the road, speeding around the city twice before driving out of town.

The closer he got to Red Park Resort & Villas, the heavier his heart felt. Eventually, Steve found it difficult to breathe and rolled down the window. The cold wind from outside poured into the car, providing some relief.

When Steve saw the Red Park Resort & Villas in the distance, he slowed down.

The security guard was dozing off in the guard room. honking the car’s horn, the guard awoke with a start and, upon seeing Steve’s car, immediately came running out, opened the gate, and respectfully greeted him, “Mr. Burton, you’re here so early? ”

Steve nodded and slowly drove into the Red Park Resort & Villas.

It was not yet five o’clock in the morning, and the resort was deserted. On either side of the gently sloping road, there were speed limit signs, with fog covering everywhere.

Steve skillfully drove to the glass house behind the mountain and stopped the car.

Inside the glass house was the engagement party venue for him and Ruby Gregory. The celebration should have been held outdoors, but due to the cold winter season, his mother had specifically ordered someone to construct the beautiful glass house at the last minute. The ceiling was decorated with large crystal chandeliers, surrounded by a number of tall white pillars, each adorned with European style candlesticks.

Steve stared at the engagement party scene for a long time before blinking. Then, he remembered Ruby’s words: “Steve, let’s cancel our engagement.”

Suddenly, a heart-wrenching pain struck him, and he impulsively placed a hand on his left chest, his eyes filled with panic.

After a while, Steve finally calmed down, his gaze rigidly fixed on the fog-shrouded engagement scene. He kept that stiff posture for a long time before slowly closing his eyes.

At one point, the girl who used to cling to him no longer clung to his sleeve, asking him to help her with homework, nor hung around him, asking him to walk her home. She no longer stood on the balcony late at night, shouting “Steve” and asking for food.

At one point, the mischievous, sticky, and annoying little girl became sensible, well-behaved, and submissive.

At one point, he began to look forward to her making a request like she used to when she was young.

At that time, he thought to himself that he would not hesitate to agree to whatever she wanted, no matter what it was.

Now, she finally made a request, but her demand was to cancel their engagement.