I Got Married Without You

Chapter 1545 Ryan’s cold nature 

Edith nodded but didn’t answer him. She looked at the tea set placed in the distance and asked, “Does Mr. Collins still make tea?”

Ryan followed her gaze and glanced, saying, “Occasionally.”

Edith nodded again and fell silent.

This puzzled Ryan, who occasionally glanced at Amelia, who was eating dessert with her head down. Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

After she had visited yesterday, Ryan had slept an extra hour and had a happy dream. In that dream, he and Amelia fulfilled their childhood promise, got married, had children, and grew old together.

When he woke up, Ryan looked at the moonlight outside the window and replaced the figure of himself in the dream with James. Only then did he snap out of the dream.

Amelia noticed that Edith didn’t mention anything about the treatment plan. She glanced at her and received a reassuring look. Then she turned to Ryan and asked, “Mr. Collins, can you show me around your house?”

“Follow me.”

As Edith got up, she placed a hand on Amelia’s shoulder.

“Amelia, you didn’t eat much for breakfast. Have some dessert first.”

Amelia immediately understood and nodded. “Ryan, you take her. I’ll eat something to fill my stomach.”

Ryan’s lips curled slightly, a bitter expression on his face. “Tell Nora what you want to eat, don’t hesitate.”

Amelia obediently agreed and lowered her head to continue eating dessert. She didn’t dare to look up at Ryan. Compared to yesterday, she seemed unusually distant today.

Ryan, who observed this, seemed to have already guessed that she had argued with James after leaving him and then made up. His expression couldn’t tell whether it was happiness or sadness.

He led Edith through the corridor and arrived at the backyard. Although it was summer, he had many flowers planted there. The hot breeze brought a pleasant floral scent.

Edith breathed in the scent and felt at ease. “Mr. Collins, the environment in your house is like a beautiful botanical garden!”‘

There were flowers everywhere, of various types and varieties, and it was evident that each one had been carefully tended

Even in the summer, they were thriving.

Ryan’s gentle and refined face gradually turned cold after leaving Amelia’s sight. “Miss Evans, if you have something to say, just say it.”

Seeing his sudden change, Edith raised an eyebrow. “I didn’t expect this to be your true nature.”

Ryan, sitting in the wheelchair, rested his elbows on the armrests and clasped his hands together. Then he raised his cold gaze to look at Edith, who was sitting under the umbrella. “I have never changed.”