Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 548

Ryan's vision was a little blurry. He saw that there was a third person there; he could even hear the voice, but he wasn't in a state to focus and realize who it was.

Blinking his eyes, he was about to focus, but just then the elevator dinged, notifying them that they had arrived at the floor.

Delyth acted quickly at the ding. She quickly stepped out and then urged Zenith to help Ryan.

"What are you waiting for?" Her tone still carried the same arrogance that could make anyone hate her. "Bring him out fast and take him to the room."

Zenith stared at her for a second, hating her haughtiness. But then, realizing the state of Ryan in her arms, she decided to ignore the unnecessary.

Supporting Ryan, she helped him walk out of the elevator. "Sir," she slowly said, seeking his attention. "We have arrived at the floor. Let me help you to the room."

Her voice came extremely soft as if she was trying to coax a kid.

When Ryan heard her, he paused before nodding to her. Then, with the support of her dainty shoulders, he walked out of the elevator with him.

Delyth didn't like Ryan act so believing of a mere secretary, but there was nothing she could do but follow them. She would teach Zenith the lesson when the time comes. For now, she would wait for the right time.

Walking to one of the suites, at the end of the corridor, Zenith halted. She read the number before checking down the room card she carried. "This is the one," she murmured to herself before turning to look at Ryan. "Sir, we are here. Can you stand by yourself for a moment? I would unlock the door of the room?"

Ryan just hummed before trying to get back to his feet. But the moment Zenith removed her arm from his large frame, he staggered, almost falling off his feet.

But fortunately, Zenith reached him in time and held him back. "Sir!" she gasped, partially in horror. "Are you alright?" she asked, her complexing getting pale at the thought of Ryan hitting the floor. If she hadn't reached him in time, he would have …

"What are you doing?" Delyth's accusatory voice chirped in, "Can't you even hold him properly? What if he had fallen? You are his secretary. Is this how you fulfil your so-called duty?"

Zenith wanted to lash out at her really badly, but she held it in. Giving Delyth just a sharp, disdainful look, she focused back on Ryan. Slowly, she made him lean on the wall close to the door. Only when he stood steady, she pulled away to remove the cover that hid the card punch in the device.

The door clicked open in less than a second, and she pushed it full-fledged before reaching back to Ryan. "Sir, we can go in now." With that said, she pulled him in. Delyth followed after them.

Helping him to bed, Zenith covered him with the blanket. Although it was not the most comfortable posture, with his suit jacket removed, he still looked better.

"Are you done ogling him?" Delyth asked, standing just behind.

"Ma'am, it seems you have really misunderstood something," Zenith spoke sharply, not able to take the accusation anymore. "I won't ask you what provoked you against me, but I will remind you of my position. I am Mr. Foster's secretary. Please show some decency. I don't like getting wrongly accused."

"Wrongly accused?" Delyth scoffed. "Really? Were you not just staring at him?"