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Ruby Gregory said “please co in,” and the waiter entered. He looked at Ruby without a trace of disdain: “Ms. Gregory, would you like Chinese or Western food for your al later?”
Only then did Ruby confirm that the hotel staff hadn’t entered the suite and didn’t know about her embarrassnt and disgrace. Ruby pulled herself together and said, “Chinese.”
“Alright.” The waiter smiled, nodded, and left the presidential suite.
Ruby remained indifferent as she waited for the waiter to leave, her brows slightly furrowing only afterward.
If the waiter hadn’t entered the suite, did that an that everything last night was done by Steve Burton?
He carried her into another bedroom and tenderly tucked her in with a blanket?
And the clothes she was wearing now were also delivered by his order, then personally brought to the suite?
The more Ruby thought about it, the more puzzled she beca. Why would Steve do all this?
He had clearly despised and looked down on her, he could have just left her in that state and let others see her humiliation. But why did he do these things?
Why did he protect her dignity and pride in front of others?
As Ruby was lost in her confusion, another knock on the door ca, accompanied by the waiter’s respectful tone: “Ms. Gregory?”
Ruby hastily stopped her wild thoughts and hurried into the bedroom where Steve usually stayed. She picked up the torn clothes from the floor, rolled them up haphazardly and stuffed them into her bag before calming herself and saying, “Co in.”
Ruby was alone, and she had originally thought that the Chinese al would be simple. However, when the waiter pushed the dining cart to the table and arranged each dish, she realized just how delicate and abundant this al was.
How could she eat so much on her own?
Ruby frowned and said, “I can’t eat all of this, just leave two dishes and take the rest away.”
The waiter respectfully looked up at Ruby and said, “This was instructed by Mr.
Burton.”
Instructed by Steve Burton?
Ruby’s expression was taken aback as she sat at the dining table, seemingly eating her al at a leisurely pace, but her mind was a complete ss.
Last night, she had cried in front of him, dampening his mood. Shouldn’t he be angry and furious?
But why would he have the hotel prepare food for her the next day?
Ever since she returned to the country, she had found it hard to read Steve, but now she was truly baffled by him.
The end of the weekend on the tenth also happened to be the end of Ruby
Gregory’s vacation..
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