To the Love of My Life-Chapter 874 - Ruby Time: The Wedding (Finale 44)_1

Chapter 874: Chapter 874 Ruby Time: The Wedding (Finale 44)_1

Steve Burton hung up the phone and carefully comforted a weeping Ruby Gregory in his arms for quite a while. It was only after Ruby finally ceased crying that he carefully placed her on the bed. Then he took a wet wipe to clean the tears off her cheeks and kissed her forehead before sitting by the bed. After a pause, he picked up his cellphone again and called Howard Coleman.

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Ever since Howard Coleman saw the words “Together in April, a century of harmony,” those eight characters had been echoing in his mind, completely oblivious to the dusk settling outside the window. In the room without lights, the illumination grew fainter and fainter.

Howard Coleman lay dazed, unsure of how long he had been there, when suddenly the silence was broken by the ringtone of his cellphone.

Howard stretched out his hand to grab the cellphone from the pillow. Seeing “Steve Burton” on the caller ID, he hesitated for a moment before answering. Before he could speak, he heard Steve’s usual cool and aloof tone, “Howard, Madeleine has gone to Oceania, to oversee the project in France for three and a half years.”

Whatever else Steve Burton said, Howard Coleman did not hear a single word; his mind went blank. Even the cellphone slipped from his fingertips, falling into the soft bedding.

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By the time Howard came to his senses and picked up the cellphone, Steve Burton had already hung up. The call log on the screen clearly told him that what had happened was not a dream, but reality.

Madeleine had left… she had left less than eight hours after their divorce…

Howard’s entire body started to shiver. He clearly knew that Madeleine’s flight had taken off two hours ago, and by now she had already left China’s territory, yet he still got out of bed swiftly, grabbed his car keys, and headed straight to the airport.

The airport was brightly lit, with planes taking off and landing intermittently. Standing in the bustling international terminal, surrounded by foreign faces, Howard seemed to lose all his strength. His figure swayed gently, then he leaned against a pillar, slowly closing his eyes.

That afternoon, he had thought to himself that even though they were divorced and she had told him that things between them would remain the same—him being Howard and her Madeleine—he had promised himself in his heart that even if she had truly given up on him, he would still treat her with care, cherishing her for life, even if she found someone new she liked.

He had even foolishly hoped that although he did not currently have the right to ask for her forgiveness, he could work hard to make amends and perhaps they could start over once she was ready to let go.

Even if they could not start over, he was determined to make up for everything and repay her tenfold for all the cruelty he had inflicted upon her.

But she didn’t give him the chance; she had left without a word.

She was gone. What was he to do with the regrets in his heart, the guilt in his soul?

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The crowd bustled around him, but Howard was lost in his own world.

Clenching the car keys so tightly in his hand that they pierced his palm, the bright blood from the wound dripped between his tightly closed fingers, falling drop by drop onto the pristine, white floor.

Slowly, tears began to roll down from the corners of his tightly shut eyes.