To the Love of My Life

Chapter 185 - 185: 185: Crying herself into unconsciousness (31)



Chapter 185 - 185: 185: Crying herself into unconsciousness (31)

Chapter 185 - 185: 185: Crying herself into unconsciousness (31)

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He slowly turned his head, pressing his nose against her taut neck and breathing in deeply. Sniffing intently, he suddenly stood up, grabbed Ruby Gregory, and dragged her into the bathroom. He pushed her under the shower, turned on the faucet, and let the water rush over her body.

The initial blast of water from the faucet was icy cold, causing Ruby to shiver and try to escape to one side instinctively.

However, Steve Burton firmly held onto her, dousing her entire body with water before pulling her back into his embrace. He pressed his nose against her soaked neck and sniffed her carefully. Only then did he whisper softly, “It’s gone.”

His words were beyond Ruby’s comprehension. Shivering, she glanced at Steve, who grabbed her and led her out of the bathroom, pushing her back down onto the bed.

Both of their bodies were wet, quickly dampening the bedding.

Ruby’s clothes clung to her body from the water. Steve tried to remove them but was unsuccessful. Eventually, like venting out his frustration, he ferociously tore down her collar, ripping her clothes apart. Seeing her sky blue bra, his anger intensified, and he addressed her through gritted teeth, “Don’t you know that you look awful in blue clothes?!” Didn’t he always like blue?

Why would he call her ugly when she wore blue?

Yes, his hatred for her had made him see the blue she wore as a stain on his favorite color.

Anyway, she was used to his mockery, right?

She had heard it all; what was one more insult?

Ruby pretended not to hear Steve’s words and kept her eyes closed, remaining silent.

Her indifferent expression made Steve’s thrusts more forceful and ruthless. Ruby felt countless waves of pain rolling within her body, her hands clutching the bedsheets tightly.

Yet just as she was about to find solace in the bedsheets, he suddenly grabbed her wrists and used her ruined, torn clothes to bind them tightly.

Then, as if he had gone insane, he fiercely tormented her.

In matters like these, no matter how uncomfortable he made her, she never showed any signs of distress.

Like now, although she was clearly in pain, she tried her best to ignore the discomfort. She told herself that since she had agreed to obey her mom’s wishes, she would play her part well..


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