I Got Married Without You

Ryan didn’t ask any more questions. He lifted his fair fingers and poured some tea from the teapot on the table into the small teacup, then handed it to Amelia.

“When you were little, you saw the dean making tea and said you wanted to become a tea master when you grew up. Did you ever learn how to appreciate tea?”

His relaxed tone helped Amelia relax her tense body.

She reached out and took the teacup, placing it near her lips.

She took a slow sip and then smiled. “Sorry, I still don’t have the talent to appreciate tea. I can’t tell what kind of tea this is.”

Ryan’s lifeless eyes gradually gained color when they met that familiar and sweet smile.

up a small amount of tea leaves, introducing the variety to Amelia. “This is a rare type of Ceylon highland black tea.

you start liking tea?

a tea master,

found the answer in his heart, but he smiled

thought her question might have been silly since he didn’t answer. She lifted the teacup and drank to hide

Amelia put down

Why haven’t I heard any

disappeared. “Ms. Cooke and I have called

Amelia frowned. “Why?”

found someone more suitable.”