Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO - Chapter 228

Chapter 228: You can€™t force me.

Chapter 228: You can€™t force me.

Arwen tried to break away from his embrace, but his arms only tightened around her, keeping her enclosed in his arms.  Unable to succeed, she sighed.

“Now, aren’t fearing to make me misunderstand our intentions, husband?” Arwen said, her words clearly carrying the fake sarcasm.  Aiden’s lips curled behind her and he shifted a little more closer, leaning in at just the right angle to press a kiss on the back of her head.

“You can’t fake your emotions to me, Moon.

Don’t try it next time,” he said and Arwen pouted, turning over shouter to squint her eyes at him.  “Who is faking here?” her tone came like a chide.

But Aiden truly knew her better than she knew herself.

“I am really angry.”  Nodding, he said, “Fine, you are angry.

Let me coax you to sleep.

Tomorrow you will be okay.” His tone came calm and tender.  “And what if I am not okay?” Arwen countered.  Caressing her hair, Aiden let her feel his gentle touch.

“If you are still not okay, I will let you decide the punishment and take whatever you decide,” he said, making Arwen turn around, in surprise.  “Really?” se asked as if not doubting into believing that.

“Will you really take the punishment, I decide.” More than getting coaxed, she seemed eager to punish him.  The light in the room was dim, yet Aiden could see the sparkle in her eyes.

His lips curled up, reading her excitement.

Tugging her strand of hair behind her ear, he said with a hum, “Mh-hm.

I have never and will never lie to you.” Arwen looked into his eyes and squinted her gaze, letting him know she was serious.

“Fine, then you better be ready to get punished tomorrow.” Saying that, she no longer held tha facade of ignorance, wrapping her arm around his torso she embraced him.

“Now, coax me to sleep.”  Aiden let his lips curl up while his hands moved caress her hair gently, making her relax more and more.

Under his care, Arwen didn’t realize when she succumbed to the slumber.  ***  The next morning, at the hospital, Delyth was being prepared for the surgery.

The surgery will be getting done in a few days but before that happens, there were a few series of procedures that were required to be completed.  While the doctor was trying to discuss her situation, she was just sitting there, least interested in cooperating with them.  Seeing her attitude like that, the doctor didn’t know what to do.

Sighing, he turned to the nurse and asked, “Did you call, Mr.

Foster?

Where is he?”  The nurse nodded, replying, “I had called him.

He said he is on his way and will be reaching here soon.”  The doctor nodded.

“Fine, then let’s wait for him to arrive.

We can’t proceed with her surgery if she continues with this attitude.” Saying that, he turned to leave.

The nurse followed him out as well.

However, just as they stepped out of the room, Ryan appeared.

His brisk walk and slight huff of breath could tell that he had rushed his way here.

“Dr.

Richard Walter!” he greeted, extending his hand out for a shake.

He has had several video calls with him to discuss Delyth’s case to remember his face.

“I hope you are satisfied with the arrangements made for the surgery.

If anything is lacking, let me know, and I will make the arrangements myself.”  Though Dr.

Walter shook hands enthusiastically, his expression remained devoid of any interest.

“All the physical arrangements are made according to what I have instructed, Mr.

Foster, but there is something greatly lacking,” he said.  His words made Ryan furrow his brows.

Confused, he asked, “What do you mean?”  Dr.

Walter looked over his shoulders towards the room.

“It’s the interest and cooperation of the patient, Mr.

Foster.

I feel that’s greatly missing,” he said before adding, “And you in surgeries like this apart from the doctor’s skills it’s the will of the patient that makes the operation go successful.

If Ms.

Ember doesn’t cooperate, no matter how I try, she won’t be able to recover her legs.”  Ryan’s brows tugged in a frown.

Nodding, he said, “I understand, Dr.

Walter.

Thank you for making the effort.

Give me some time, I will talk to her.

She will definitely understand your concern and will reciprocate accordingly.”  Although Dr.

Walter felt doubts about that, he still nodded to Ryan.

“Okay then, you try talking to her.

I will get back to you later,” he said and then giving a small nod, he walked away.

Ryan watched him back for a while before turning towards Delyth’s room.

His brows were furrowed as if feeling the weight of the burden he hadn’t realized before.  Taking a deep breath, he walked inside, his eyes at once locking with Delyth’s.

She was looking at the door as if already knowing his arrival.  “How are you feeling today?” he asked, his tone curt, and his voice carrying the same hint of indifference.  Delyth no longer put the gentle expression she was used to putting around Ryan.

She looked tired as if she hadn’t slept the last night.

“Nothing better than yesterday,” she said sharply.

Her words aimed to jab the guilt she knew Ryan carried in his heart.

“How do you expect me to be after how you treated me last day?” The furrow between Ryan’s brows deepened and ignoring her guilt trap, he said, “Dr.

Walter is a specialist and I have discussed with him.

He had said that your surgery has greater chances of success, which means your legs will be healing and you will be able to stand again.

You should be happy.

Your-”  “But I am not happy,” Delyth cut in rudely continuing.

“And Ryan, I am not going through this surgery.

Not with Dr.

Walter and not with anyone.”  “What do you mean?” Ryan asked with a frown.

“Dr.

Walter is amongst the top surgeons in the field?”  “Even if he would be the best, I still wouldn’t undergo it,” Delyth said with a tone of finality that only made Ryan’s brows tighten.

“And without my consent, you can’t force me into any medical procedure, Ryan.”