Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 549

Chapter 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. freёwebnovel.com

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.