CHAPTER 67- MISUNDERSTANDING

RYAN POV

If there had to be something I would have given myself a full mark for, then it would be the fact that I kept boundaries with Evelyn throughout our ride to the States. It wasn't easy, but yet, I did.

She had always been the less clingy person when we were still dating. I did most of the clinging. But since she was aware that I was her husband, she was clingy, to be honest.

I almost thought she was a entirely different person. Every tine I glanced at her, I felt nothing but sympathy and pity. That only made my throat and heart lock tight at a bitter sense of feeling in my gut.

I exhaled, allowing myself to follow Evelyn who seemed to be taking a peculiar kind of attention to the mansion I got for her.

She stared for as long as she could, especially at the sitting room, her guardian standing a few distance behind her.

The mansion was painted deep blue, as it was her favorite color then. I could still remember how most of her things, as well as her clothes, were blue. It