Chapter 966 The Pitiful Ryan Paul hated this feeling of losing control and was somewhat angry. He turned and got into his car.
As the Rolls-Royce sped past, Eva raised her hand and touched her hair. The ride-hailing car arrived, and she quickly got in. The car drove into the city center and arrived at the Mellow Villas, stopping in front of the Collinsâs house.
Eva got out of the car with her bag and walked up to the grand entrance. She had been here a few times before, and the security guards recognized her. She said she was there to see Ryan, and they let her in immediately.
Today was Sunday, and Ryan hadnât gone to the Collins Group. He was sitting in the garden, holding a book and reading quietly.
He was wearing a white shirt and a black coat, with a blanket covering his legs. If he werenât sitting in a wheelchair, he would still look like that otherworldly young man as before.
Every time Eva saw him like this, she wanted to cry. Ryan was such a good person, but he had lost his legs and could never stand up again.
The Pitiful Ryan She stood behind him, staring at him for a while before walking up to him and calling out softly, âRyan.â
Old Friends Met Each Other Ryan stopped flipping through the book for a few seconds before he slowly turned his wheelchair to face Eva.
âEva, what brings you here?â he asked.