Chapter 27

I entered the dining room, and Ryan sat there at his usual spot, which was just beside the head of the table. The enticing aroma of our delicious dinner filled the room. Ever since I started staying at Ryan’s house, I had to admit that he had wonderful chefs.

Ryan looked at me as I walked in, and he showed no expression.

I took my seat and smiled at Ryan, ignoring his attempt to practically ignore me anytime we were having dinner together. I was too happy not to give him a smile, and I swore to myself that I would not let him ruin my good mood.

“Welcome back, Ryan; how was your trip?” I asked with a smile.

"Good,” he said, giving a straight answer, and I rolled my eyes. I was pretty sure he knew that I was trying to start a conversation.

Ryan’s attitude I still decided to celebrate with him; I was already used to his unusual change of attitude and demeanour towards me.

Fortunately, a bottle of champaigne was already on the table, so I did not have to request it. And just like us