Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO - Chapter 255

Chapter 255: Where is he?

Chapter 255: Where is he?

Delyth was taken aback, her face red in embarrassment.

She knew convincing Dr.

Clark would be difficult, but she never knew it would be so humiliating.

She might be in a wheelchair now, but she was the country’s renowned ballet dancer.

How could he demean her like that?  “Dr.

Clark, I -”  “Enough!” Jason snapped.

His voice wasn’t loud, but it was so cold that it almost froze the crowd around them.

“Don’t cross my patience, Ms.

Ember.

I might be warm and gentle to my patients, but I won’t sit back and casually take people badmouthing my family.”  The doctors, nurse and Delyth flinched, and so did Dr.

Cred.

For a moment, dreadful silence filled the air as if everyone was scared to make any noise.

But after the briefest second, people recovered.  The nurses who had just attended the conference started first.

Their voices were merely a whisper but given how to silence the air around, it rang clear to the ears.  “We just praised his voice as charismatic; never imagined it to be scary at moments too.”  “True, this woman is also acting strange.

Why does she have to pretend like this?

If she doesn’t know Dr Clark, why does she have to speak like she has known him for ages?”  “Oh, you don’t know, she is desperate to get her legs treated.

Her boyfriend has also arranged the best surgeon for her, but she didn’t look satisfied.

I heard from Lily that she was even giving a hard time to Jena, asking her to bring Dr.

Clark for her.”  “How crazy?

Does she not know that Dr.

Clark doesn’t practice in our hospital.”  Those comments only doubled Delyth’s embarrassment.

Shaking her head, she glared at the nurses and shouted, “I am not crazy.

I just want Dr.

Clark to treat me, treat my legs.

What’s crazy about that?

If you were in my situation, wouldn’t you want the best doctor to treat you as well?” “We might, obviously,” one of the nurses replied, her tone a bit haughty with righteousness, “But for that, I won’t pretend to have fake relationships with her.

That’s disgraceful.” “You -” Dr.

Cred cleared his throat, giving a side glare to the nurses.

Understanding his warning, the nurse no longer spoke.

He then turned to Delyth and frowned.

Shifting his gaze to the nurse, he signalled to take away her and the nurse nodded to him, before leaning in to pry away Delyth’s fingers that were clutching the wheel.  Getting frantic, Delyth was about to yell and shout when Ryan’s voice gave her some hope.  “What’s happening here?”  People turned to look in that direction while Ryan proudly walked forward before coming to a stop near Delyth’s wheelchair.

His gaze darted to look at her face, and noticing the tears brimming her eyes, his brows knitted in a frown.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.  And at that moment, the tears Delyth had been holding, rolled down her cheeks, giving the evidence of how badly she was bullied.

She shook her head, hugging his arms already.

“Ryan, they…they are all bullying me.

Calling me crazy and humiliating me intentionally.

I…” She didn’t say more, purposely letting her words trail off.

Ryan’s frown deepened.

He might be mad at Delyth for everything she had done, but even so, he couldn’t forget that she was Zeke’s sister, whose responsibility he had taken for life.

He wouldn’t let anyone bully her.

He wouldn’t allow anyone to embarrass or insult her -not even himself.  His fingers clenched and his hands moved to caress her hair.

His eyes then shifted to look at the nurse who holding the handles of the wheelchair, glaring at her.

“Was it you?” he asked and the nurse quickly shook her head, scared of the way he was looking at her.

Her grip on the handle loosened and stepped back, distancing herself.  Ryan Foster wasn’t any low-key name.

They all were aware who was and in no way they wanted themselves in his wrong books.  “M-Mr.

Foster, I was not -” the nurse tried to explain herself, but she was so nervous that she could not form any proper sentence to defend herself.

And on top of it, Ryan’s constant cold haze wasn’t helping her in the situation as well.  Dr.

Cred felt bad for the nurse and decided to intervene and take responsibility.

“Hello, Mr.

Foster,” he started, before briefly introducing himself.

“I am Dr.

Cred, the Dean of this hospital.” He then let his gaze briefly glance at Delyth before continuing to add further.

“And given the authority and position I hold here, I would assure you that Ms.

Ember wasn’t mistreated here in any way.

I with all others have been the witness here.

And it was me who had ordered the nurse to wheel her back to her room so that she could rest.”  Ryan’s frown didn’t ease but he shifted his gaze to the old dean and asked, “You ordered her to wheel her back to the room?

As far as I know, this side of the hospital is not a prohibited area where the patients can’t walk on their wheels.

Given that you ordered your people to take her away, wasn’t it an oppressive behavior?”  Dr.

Cred shook his head.

“Definitely not, Mr.

Foster.

We treat our patients with kindness, oppressing them is not what we do.

But we do care for our hospital’s reputation.

We can’t allow any patient to ruin it in front of our esteemed guest we have invited with great struggle.”  Ryan didn’t understand.

He would have supported Delyth blindly if it was the past, but coming to know her real attitude, he can’t do the same.

Glancing down at her, he was about to ask what was happening but before he could, Delyth herself shook her head.  “I didn’t do any such thing, Ryan,” she said.

Almost crying with tears.

“I didn’t do anything.

I was just here for Dr.

Clark.

I was here to request him to help me with the surgery.”  And then Ryan realized what Delyth had said to him last night.

Understanding what must have happened, he nodded to her, assuring her to believe before turning to Dr.

Cred.

“Is Dr.

Clark, the esteemed guest you mentioned?”  Dr.

Cred nodded and was about to explain the situation further when Ryan asked interrupting him.  “Where is he?”