Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO - Chapter 252

Chapter 252: Fabricated lies.

Chapter 252: Fabricated lies.

“If by equally you mean to say to give you a chance in love, then you are mistaken again, Delyth,” Ryan said, his tone firm, leaving no room for ambiguity.

“To me, you have always been and will always be Zeke’s sister.

Once your surgery is done and you recover, I will help you settle in Europe.”  His tone carried a finality that Delyth knew she couldn’t challenge -not unless she succeeded in proving Arwen to be at fault.

Hence, she smiled, keeping a bittersweet smile on her lips.

“Don’t worry, Ryan.

I won’t refuse your decision.

If that’s what you want, I will happily distance myself from you and go and settle in Europe.

Not because I have stopped loving you but because I have understood my love is not enough to keep you with me.”  Ryan nodded, feeling a wave of relief wash over him.

He would have ensured sending Delyth by every means possible, but her compliance made the task considerably easier.  Checking his watch, he was prepared to leave, but just as he turned, Delyth’s voice halted him.  “But Ryan,” she began softly, her tone tinged with hesitation.

“I have a request.”  Ryan’s brows jutted slightly in a frown.

He wouldn’t have minded rejecting her request, but given that she accepted to move out of the country all easily, without throwing any tantrum, he decided to give her a chance.  “What do you want?” he asked.

And a soft smile lifted Delyth’s lips once again.

Glancing down at her legs, she said, “I am ready to leave you for your happiness, I just want to return mine as well.

I know you still think I don’t deserve it, but keeping me away in a foreign country away from you is enough of the punishment.”  Ryan didn’t understand what she was asking for.

“Delyth, say it clearly what are you asking for?”  “Ryan, I want to dance again,” she said.

“Dance is my passion and it has taken years of hard work to excel in the field.

I don’t want to miss it.

It would be my only means of happiness.

Please help me recover it.”  “That’s not possible,” he said, not because he wanted her to suffer but because Dr.

Walter had clearly said that her legs could never recover to dance again.  “Ryan, please.

I am ready to leave.

I won’t come to disturb you or Arwen again.

Can you not promise me just one thing.”  Ryan pinched the space between his brows.

Keeping his eyes closed he said, “Delyth, although I want to punish you for whatever you have done to Arwen, Zeke’s promise is holding me back.

So when I say that your legs can’t recover to dance, it doesn’t mean that I am stopping you from recovering.

Rather it’s your medical condition.

Dr.

Walter has said very clearly that the surgery might revive your legs but you won’t be able to dance again.”  Delyth’s fingers clenched over the armrests of her wheelchair.

“But Arwen can still dance.

She is doing fine.” Her words came through gritted teeth.

“If she can recover to dance, then why can’t I?”  Ryan frowned, but before he could say anything, she spoke again, “Ryan, I know Dr.

Walter might be one of the best surgeons, widely known for his success.

But if he can’t treat my legs, why are you adamant about him?

Why can’t you just request Dr.

Clark instead?

He treated Arwen, he can even treat me.”  She might not know much about Dr Clark, but given that he had treated Arwen all well, she believed that as long as it’s him, she has the hope.  Grabbing Ryan’s hand, she pleaded once again.

“Ryan, I know you blame me and just taking care of me for Zeke’s sake.

But Zeke always liked seeing me dancing.

For his sake, can’t you request Dr.

Clark once?”  Ryan’s frown deepened.

Prying off Delyth hand away, he said, “Delyth you are thinking too much into it,” he said.

“I have tried reaching him out several times, but none of the requests were answered.

There was never any revert back.

It was as if we were deliberately ignored.” Delyth bit her lip, her face a mixture of anger and despair.

She wanted to say that his efforts might have lacked somewhere, but knowing how cold the doctor looked last time, she knew there must be another reason.

Maybe Arwen played her cards backstage.  No wonder, Dr.

Clark was acting hostile towards them.

He must be acting according to Arwen’s fabricated lies.  “Ryan, I think there is some kind of misunderstanding.

Otherwise, doctors have taken an oath to save the patients.

There is no way we offended Dr.

Clark in any way.

His ignorance can’t be deliberate,” she said.  Ryan’s brows furrowed and he asked, “What are you trying to say, Delyth?”  Deleyth would have loved to blame it all on Arwen at once, but knowing how it would put Ryan at the edge, she held herself back.

At this point of time, she just wanted to recover her legs, and for that, she wanted Ryan’s help in convincing Dr.

Clark.  “Ryan, I heard Dr.

Clark will be coming here to this hospital.

We will have a chance to meet him tomorrow.

If with meet and greet him tomorrow, in front of everyone.

I don’t think he will refuse us,” she said already very sure of her thoughts.  Even if Arwen has fabricated lies about her, she will clear them all tomorrow.

And then Dr.

Clark would willingly help her out in her situation.  But Ryan didn’t think like her.

“Delyth, I don’t think -” Unknown to her thoughts, he was about to refuse, but before he could Delyth interrupted.  “Ryan, please.

This is the last time.

Please do it for me, -for Zeke.

I can’t live without dance and I believe as long as it’s Dr.

Clark treating me, I will heal”  Even if Ryan didn’t believe the same, with a sigh, he nodded.

“Okay.

we will try to talk to him tomorrow.”