Chapter 1545 Ryan’s cold nature


    Edith nodded but didn’t answer him. She looked at the tea set ced in the distance and asked, “Does


    Mr. Collins still make tea?”


    Ryan followed her gaze and nced, saying, “asionally.”


    Edith nodded again and fell silent.


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    This puzzled Ryan, who asionally nced at Amelia, who was eating dessert with her head down.


    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 reced 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 n. She nced 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 ced 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 nted 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 sped his hands together. Then


    he raised his cold gaze to look at Edith, who was sitting under the umbre. “I have never changed.”