Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 229

Ryan felt a headache building. He didn’t know what else to say. He had put a lot of effort into ensuring that Delyth received the best treatment and could recover, but her attitude now was making an already difficult situation more frustrating.

His gaze turned sharp at her stubbornness. "So, you are saying that you don’t want to get treated anymore?" he asked.

And Delyth immediately retorted with a mocking chuckle. "Get treated?" she repeated as if his words were some kind of joke. "Really, Ryan?" Her voice dipped in sarcasm. "Do you truly want to just want to just treat me?"

Ryan frowned, his patience thinning. Pointing a finger, he gestured around the room and asked, "What else do you think all this for? If not for treating you, why else do I make so many arrangements? Do you think requesting Dr. Walter to take the case was easy? It was not. But I made it happen so you could get treated and—"

"And so you could free yourself from the burden," Delyth interjected, cutting his words off before he could finish. "So that you no longer have to feel obliged to the friend’s sister whose brother is now dead because of you."

"Zeke didn’t die because of me," Ryan snapped, his voice filled with raw edge. He was done letting her use his guilt against him. It wasn’t that he was responsible for Zeke’s death; it was that he hadn’t done enough to save him. If he had held on to Zeke just a moment longer, maybe, just maybe, Zeke could have survived that accident.

"Stop using his name to your benefit, Delyth, Ryan said, his voice firm and unwavering. "It disgusts me."

Delyth faltered at his raised voice, flinching slightly, but she quickly composed herself. "Disgust you?" she repeated, scoffing bitterly. "It disgusts me how you are doing everything possible just to get rid of me, yet coming here to make it look like it all for my and Zeke’s sake."

"Is that not true?" Ryan shot back, taking a step closer to her bed. His tone carried a sharp edge, one that made it clear he wasn’t in the mood to be challenged. "Do you think I would be doing all this if not for Zeke? Do you think I would even care if not for him?"

"Ryan!" Delyth raised her voice, her expression one of pain and betrayal. "I am a person of my own —an individual! I have stood by your side for as long as I remember. How can you still see me as only Zeke’s shadow? Have I ever been anything more to you than just Zeke’s sister?"

"To me, you have always been and will always be just Zeke’s sister," Ryan said, his cold voice cutting through the air without hesitation. Staring at her with unwavering intensity, he continued, "And the only reason I am here with you today is because Zeke wanted me to make sure you were taken care of. Otherwise, to me, you would be no different than any other woman I don’t even care to look at."

"It’s all because of Arwen, right?" she asked bitterly, glancing up at his back. "But Ryan, she is already gone from your life. Do you think doing all this is worth it? No matter what you do now, she won’t come back to you. Even if she married an old man, she is already married now. Do you think that old man would let her go just because she wants to leave? If he had married her, he would have intentions for her too. There is no way he would let her leave all chaste and pure. She —" _{freёweɓnovel.com}