Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 210

Delyth shook her head, refusing to believe it. "He can’t leave me here? Did you not tell him that I will be waking up soon?" she asked as desperation crept into her voice.

"Well, I did tell him, but …" the doctor started but jher words were interrupted impatiently by Delyth.

"But what?"

"Ms. Ember, as I mentioned earlier, Mr. Foster wasn’t feeling well. So, after taking the prescription, he left earlier," the doctor explained, only for Delyth to snap at her.

"No! He wouldn’t have left me. Even if he were dying, he wouldn’t have left me here alone. Not after seeing me in that condition."

The nurse exchanged a confused glance with the doctor. Even the doctor looked puzzled.

"Your condition?" the doctor repeated glancing down at her. "Ms. Ember, you are perfectly fine. I have already examined you. Aside from some external injuries and bruises, there is nothing critical in your situation."

And it was then Delyth realized something. Her eyes darted to look around the room as she finally took in her surroundings. Panic gripped her heart as the the reality settled in. She was not in the East City Hospital. Rather this was …

"Why am I here?" she asked, her voice shaky. "This is not rhe East City Hospital?"

"No, this is the First People Hospital."

And with those words, realization dawned upon her. Her fingers clenched the sheets tightly, crumbling them under her force while the sweat beaded her forehead.

Noticing her distress like that, the doctor frowned a little and asked, "Ms. Ember, what happened? Are you feeling unwell?"

Delyth shook her head, forcing her voic to remain calm. "No, I …I think I need some rest. And I am sorry for how I behaved just now. I think I am still in tauma. I am just a feeling a bit tired. Can you please leave me alone for a while."

The doctor hesitated, then nodded before gesturing the nurse. "Alright. If you need anything just press the call button. A nurse will come to assist you."

Delyth nodded absentmindedly, barely registering the doctor’s words. Her thoughts were spinning wildly, consumed by the mess she had unwittingly walked into.

***

Meanwhile, in the East side of the city, Brenda Davies was far from her usual composed self.

There was no trace of ease and elegance that typically defined her. Insted, her expression was marred by barely restrained fury —an anger known to shake even the most confident of her peers.

"Bring me my phone," she ordered. Her voice, though calm, carried the weight of a brewing storm.

The middle aged woman, Margaret, who had served as Brenda’s assistant for years, acted immediately, fetching the phone and placing it in Brenda’s outstretched hand.

Brenda scrolled through her contacts with practiced efficiency, her fingers briefly hovering before pressing the least used number on the list.

"Mrs. Davies," came Mr. Carl’s respectful voice from the other end. "Give me a moment, I will bring the phone to Madam." _{freewebnσvel.cѳm}