Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 118

Delyth sat on the bed, clenching the sheet, trying her best to calm her irritated nerves. But, no matter how hard she was trying, she was simply not able to forget it. She wanted Arwen to lose, but now it was she who had lost everything — not just her legs, but also everything that she had worked so hard to achieve.

"Del, what’s wrong? Why are you not taking medicines?" Ryan asked with a frown as he entered her room.

Delyth’s eyes snapped at him, and for once, her gaze didn’t mask the hostility she felt within. "Didn’t you go after Arwen? Why are you here now?" her voice came sharp and piercing, laced with pure antagonism.

Ryan was taken aback. He had never heard Delyth speak like this. It suddenly felt like she was not the Delyth he knew. "What do you mean, Del? I came here to check on you."

"No, you didn’t. You came here looking for your opportunity with Arwen, Ryan. You came for her, not for me," she replied, her every word dripping with pure venom.

Ryan’s brows furrowed deeply. Reminded of Arwen, his fingers clenched. "Del, I ran into her downstairs. I had no idea that she would be here. It was just a coincidence, and …"

"And yet you followed her like a puppy," Delyth scoffed. "Coincidence! Heh! Ryan, don’t fool me. I saw you running after her, so desperately. I never thought you would stoop so low for her.

Have you forgotten who you are?"

Ryan’s jaws tightened. His mood was already sour, and Deyth’s words were only teasing his wrong nerves. "She is my fiancée, Del. Even if I go after her, that’s my business. It shouldn’t bother you or anyone."

At the clear mention of the relationship with Arwen, Delyth saw red. Her expression turned furious and she grabbed the first object she found on the side table, throwing it on the floor with a scream. "She is not your fiancée. She is not. Not anymore. You two already broke up.

And breaking up means the relationship is over. "

"Delyth!" Ryan’s voice boomed, and that instantly made Delyth realize her mistake —the mistake of taking off her mask of a soft and vulnerable girl.

"Ryan, I —"

"You have crossed your line, Delyth," he said coldly, his eyes darkening. "Arwen is my fiancée, and I won’t let anyone say otherwise. Not even Arwen herself."

"I am sorry, Ryan," Dely said, crying out with tears brimming in her eyes. "I shouldn’t have said that. I lost my senses for a moment. I didn’t mean to say it like that. Please, forgive me. I was just … I was just worried about you.