Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO - Chapter 363

Chapter 363: Was he the person who had saved Arwen that night?
Ryan froze when he saw Delyth stepping out of that car.

Getting out of the cab, she lingered there for a moment before striding towards Arwen’s wrecked vehicle.

The ease with which she moved sent an icy chill through his veins.

“She …” His throat tightened, the words lodging there like a stone.

Even though the truth was glaringly obvious, he couldn’t bring himself to say it aloud.

Desperately, he forced himself to watch —hoping, praying —that he would find something to lessen his guilt. Some small shred of evidence that would explain away the sickening weight pressing on his chest.

But there came nothing.

As the video continued, he saw Delyth lean in, peering into Arwen’s car window. She took a long, deliberate look —then turned away.

No urgency. No panic.

Just a cold, evil indifference.

Ryan’s jaw clenched so hard it ached.

Then, the cab driver who had brought Delyth to the scene approached her hurriedly. Ryan couldn’t hear their conversation since the footage had no audio, but the man’s frantic gestures told him enough.

The driver looked terrified.

Ryan watched as the man hesitated before finally pulling out another injured person out of the second wrecked car. He struggled to carry him toward the cab.

Delyth didn’t even flinch.

Instead, she calmly reached into her handbag, pulled out a wad of cash, and handed it to the driver.

Maybe that was for taking the man away …

Soon, the cab sped away with the injured man, and Delyth calmly turned back and took her place in the wrecked car.

She wasn’t injured at all that night …

She just got inside and took the place, making it look like she was.

Ryan’s stomach dropped as the realization hit him.

Behind the windshield, he saw her fingers move over the phone screen, probably dialing a number.

She must have called him at that time …

As he realized that, his break caught.

He still remembered —that night when she called him, he had been on his way to an important meeting. But when he had heard her sobbing and telling him she had been in an accident, he had rushed to her, leaving everything.

He had feared she was in grave danger.

And yet —

Here she was. Unscather. Calmly staging everything to make him believe her pitiful act.

God … How could he have been such a fool?

How had he not seen her act before?

She had been deceiving her all along, manipulating him while trying to destroy Arwen —both mentally and physically.

She…

His thoughts were cut short when something in the video caught his attention. His breath hitched when he finally saw movement inside Arwen’s wrecked car.

Ryan’s fingers tightened around the edge of the table, his grip turning white-knuckled.

The footage wasn’t the clearest, but it was sharp enough —sharp enough to show him exactly what he had failed to see that night.

His pulse pounded in his ears as he watched Arwen regain consciousness.

Trapped inside the almost mangled car, her limbs were struck. She was barely able to move, but still … still she fought.

Still, she tried.

Summoning every last ounce of her strength, she reached out for her phone and dialed a number.

Ryan already knew who she had tried to call. And he also knew, with crushing certainty, who had ignored her.

It was … him.

His chest felt heavy as the raw, aching pain bloomed in his ribs.

He ignored her … when she had needed him the most.

When she had been fighting for her life …

He had let her down …

A sharp breath escaped his lips. No wonder she hated him now. No wonder she looked at him with nothing but contempt …

He deserved it all.

As the footage continued, he saw himself appear at the scene … on Delyth’s side.

And then —

Arwen turned to him.

That night, through the smoke and chaos, he hadn’t been able to see her clearly. But now, watching from the cold, unforgiving lens of the camera, he saw everything.

The moment she laid eyes on him, her expression changed.

Not with relief.

Not with hope.

But with disappointment.

It was as if, the second she saw him, she stopped hoping altogether.

Ryan’s breath shuddered out of him.

He left, taking Delyth in his arms, without any care about Arwen. How had he been so cold hearted there?

Even if Delyth told him that Arwen was fine, why did he not step forward to check and confirm himself…

If only he hadn’t been the self-centered, egotistical bast*rd that day — today, Arwen wouldn’t have been like this.

Thinking the footage was over, he was about to close down the laptop when suddenly he caught another movement on the screen.

He tapped on the keypad to check, only to find the recording stretched further ahead.

Does that mean the footage also captured Arwen being rescued?

His mother had mentioned that Arwen had been saved by someone else that night. And if that man hadn’t appeared at the right time, she wouldn’t have been able to make it that night.

He had later tried to find out that man, but his identity was a mystery. Not even the hospital had the records of him. It was as if he had later vanished without a trace … or had hidden himself so that no one could find him out.

Could it be that he will appear in the video?

Ryan’s gaze narrowed at the screen as the video continued further. With the passing second, he saw Arwen’s struggles increasing. She was struggling to make a move inside the car, trying to open the door for herself. But no matter how hard she tried, nothing was going her way.

At that moment, she looked so frail, so utterly defeated —like she was seconds away from giving up.

And then —

From a distance, a bright light cut through the darkness, illuminating her wrecked car, shining like the light of hope in the abyss of darkness into which she was getting enveloped.

Ryan soon noticed a black car stopping not far in the distance and someone getting down from it.

Was he the person who had saved Arwen that night?