Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO
Chapter 549 - 549: Not the right thing to do.

Delyth fumed, but she had no other choice but to leave.

Watching her leave, Zenith wasn't sure if she had done it right or not. But what she said was very true.

Delyth might appear close to her boss, but Ryan never allowed her to cross a line with him. So, considering that, it was unwise to leave the two together. Especially when Ryan was not in the right state.

She re-entered the room to check on him. Seeing him sleeping on the bed, she sighed silently in her heart.

She had planned to leave him in the room and leave. But now, sensing the ulterior motives of certain someone, she decided it was better to guard him for a little time longer.

Keeping her bag on the couch, she walked back to his side of the bed. Staring down at him sleeping peacefully, she crossed her arms. "I don't like it when my character is questioned, but what I hate most is seeing you vulnerable. To me, you were born to stand upright, strong and proud. Always remain like that, sir."

He stirred a little in his sleep, but she knew her words didn't reach her. Bending down, she helped him adjust the comforter a little better around him before turning and walking back to the couch to rest for the night.

Meanwhile, outside,

Delyth exited the hotel, high in rage. She never thought that Was even a mere secretary would act bossy around her now.

Her fist clenched, and she turned back to look at the hotel, grinding her teeth. She would find a way to get back at all the insults and humiliation she had to go through.

A cab pulled up in front of her as the driver rolled down the window to ask, "Miss, did you call for the cab?"

Delyth turned to look at him. Instead of responding to his question, she pulled the door open for the passenger seat and got inside.

"Drive," she ordered, closing her eyes.

The driver looked at her through the rear mirror and started the ride.

The next morning came sooner.

When Ryan opened his eyes, he winced, feeling his head pounding. The aftereffects of alcohol have always been worse for him.

Massaging his temples, he slowly sat up on the bed. His eyes caught a glimpse of something kept on the side table from the corner of his eye.

He turned to look and saw a glass of watched, prepared with medicine kept. When he reached to check, he realized that it was a medicine he usually takes for hangovers.

Did Zenith prepare it?

Probably. He thought.

He popped the medicine into his hand before swallowing it with the water. Just as he set the glass aside, he felt something move in a distant corner of the room.

Alert, he turned to check, and for a moment he froze in the moment.

The day was bright, and the sunlight was streaming in through the large window. But what took him off guard was not the blissfulness of the morning but the beauty that lay under its brightness, glowing like nothing else.

Zenith.

His fingers subconsciously clutched the sheet between his fingers.

Did she not leave yesterday?

The memories of the last night reeled back, and he remembered he had asked her to book his room and then leave. She came looking for him when he exited the restroom.

And then …

A familiar voice.

He might not remember it all, but he could recognize that voice well. Delyth. His brows knitted in a frown.

He might not have visited her often in the hospital, but he has kept tabs on her recovery. He knew she was healing well and now her legs were so better that she could stand and walk on their own.

But why has she come here?

Zenith shifted in her posture, and his attention went back to stare at her. She didn't look sleeping comfortably.

Has she been sleeping like this the whole night?

Ryan's expression didn't look pleasant, especially when he saw her blocking the light coming to her face with her hand.

Removing the comforter, she stepped out of the bed to walk to her side. Frowning, he noticed her brows pinched together in irritation, and he reached out to draw the dark curtains.

However, just as his hands could reach them, he felt a tug on his shirt. When he looked down, he noticed her clasping it, trying to pull it.

He tried to remove it from her grasp, but she held it firm. Sighing, she gently caressed her hair and mumbled, "Let it go. It's not the curtain. I will draw the curtains down for you."

And as if she heard, she immediately let go of his clothes. Seeing her acting all obedient, he couldn't hold back a smile.

He drew the curtains for her, but as the moment he leaned in to do so, his balance slipped and he fell over her.

It happened so quickly that he didn't have time to grab anything. Only when he felt her squirm beneath, he realized that the fall might have stirred her awake.

"S-Sir!" she called in a stutter, her voice coming from very close to his ear. "Are you alright?"

He immediately rose to his height and glanced down at her sleeping figure. Scratching the back of his ear, he quickly explained, "I was just helping you draw the curtains when I slipped."

Zenith looked at his flustered expression and quickly sat up. "Oh, that's fine. I didn't mean to sleep for long in the first place. I didn't know how or when I dozed off."

"It's fine and understandable. If you want, you can sleep some more," he suggested, remembering that the doctor said she was sleep deprived.

But Zenith quickly shook her head against the idea. "No, that's not needed. Since you are awake now, it's only better if I leave first. It's the weekend, anyway, so I will get to sleep once I reach back home."

With that said, she quickly pulled her leg down the couch, ready to jump to leave, when Ryan's question paused her.

"Why didn't you leave last night? Did I not say you can leave after helping me in the room?"

Of course, he did.

And she had the same plans. But who expected Delyth to appear out of nowhere?

"Sir, I had thought the same. But then I didn't feel that it was the right thing to do," she said.

And at her words, Ryan frowned. "Not the right thing to do? What do you mean?"

***

Meanwhile, at Winslow Residence —

Arwen completed her breakfast and returned to her room as usual to grab her share of chocolate. Pulling the drawer, she retrieved the box of chocolate to grab a piece.

Although Aiden had brought them yesterday, she hadn't gotten a chance to eat them yet.

Unwrapping the golden wrap off, she popped one in her mouth. As it melted inside her mouth, she paused at the taste.

This …

She checked the box. Her gaze slightly narrowed to read the packaging. It was the same, but …

"What's wrong?" Aiden's voice came from behind.

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