Despite his sleepless night and his exhausted appearance, it didn't affect his beauty.
He was stunning to begin with, and now under the sunlight, he seemed even more dazzling.
Ruby stared at his exceptional face and couldn't help but wonder, could it be that Mrs. Taylor was right, and she had been wrong this whole time?
Mrs. Taylor stood nearby, urging her, "Lunch is ready; you should call Mr. Steve to come and eat."
She thought she knew Steve well but had repeatedly angered him. After what he said last night, she had been thinking about what he really wanted. She wasn't sure if Mrs. Taylor was completely right, but she wanted to give it a try.
Ruby clenched her teeth and decided not to leave. Taking a deep breath, she walked towards the swimming pool on the terrace.
Mrs. Taylor smiled and left, satisfied, to return to the kitchen.
Although Ruby had made up her mind, her heart began to race nervously as she approached the French windows, even before opening the door.