Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 363

Ryan froze when he saw Delyth stepping out of that car.

Getting out of the cab, she lingered there for a moment before striding towards Arwen’s wrecked vehicle.

The ease with which she moved sent an icy chill through his veins.

"She …" His throat tightened, the words lodging there like a stone.

Even though the truth was glaringly obvious, he couldn’t bring himself to say it aloud.

Desperately, he forced himself to watch —hoping, praying —that he would find something to lessen his guilt. Some small shred of evidence that would explain away the sickening weight pressing on his chest.

But there came nothing.

As the video continued, he saw Delyth lean in, peering into Arwen’s car window. She took a long, deliberate look —then turned away.

No urgency. No panic.

Just a cold, evil indifference.

Ryan’s jaw clenched so hard it ached.

Then, the cab driver who had brought Delyth to the scene approached her hurriedly. Ryan couldn’t hear their conversation since the footage had no audio, but the man’s frantic gestures told him enough.

The driver looked terrified.

Ryan watched as the man hesitated before finally pulling out another injured person out of the second wrecked car. He struggled to carry him toward the cab.

Delyth didn’t even flinch.

Instead, she calmly reached into her handbag, pulled out a wad of cash, and handed it to the driver.

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Soon, the cab sped away with the injured man, and Delyth calmly turned back and took her place in the wrecked car.

She wasn’t injured at all that night …

She just got inside and took the place, making it look like she was.

Ryan’s stomach dropped as the realization hit him.

Behind the windshield, he saw her fingers move over the phone screen, probably dialing a number.

She must have called him at that time …

As he realized that, his break caught.

He still remembered —that night when she called him, he had been on his way to an important meeting. But when he had heard her sobbing and telling him she had been in an accident, he had rushed to her, leaving everything.

He had feared she was in grave danger.

And yet —

Here she was. Unscather. Calmly staging everything to make him believe her pitiful act.

God … How could he have been such a fool?

How had he not seen her act before?

She had been deceiving her all along, manipulating him while trying to destroy Arwen —both mentally and physically.

She…

His thoughts were cut short when something in the video caught his attention. His breath hitched when he finally saw movement inside Arwen’s wrecked car.

Ryan’s fingers tightened around the edge of the table, his grip turning white-knuckled.

The footage wasn’t the clearest, but it was sharp enough —sharp enough to show him exactly what he had failed to see that night.

His pulse pounded in his ears as he watched Arwen regain consciousness.