Ryan's phone was ringing for consecutive number of times, without stop.

He did look at it but then pressed the silent button and put it back in his pocket.

It was Rose. She was possibly bugging him with an apology but he wasn't in the mood.

He stood at the dock.His sunglasses on as the sunlight kissed his handsome face. His arms folded as he watched the shipment being unloaded which was being held by the custom officers.

"Is Patrick's package ready? "

He asked the middle aged man in-charge of the port. He nodded, " Yes, sir, already on the way. "

" Good, and what about the custom...