NABC Chapter 279 Red envelope.
Chapter 279 Red envelope.
At the cemetery, Ryan stood behind Delyth, holding her wheelchair. Although Dr. Walters had frowned at the idea of letting her step out before the surgery like that, explaining a little had made him agree. Hence, he had brought her out to meet Zeke.
He thought it was another one of her facades to guilt trap him and he had been cautious around her, but now seeing her frail figure sitting silently without a word, he felt maybe he was being biased against her. He blamed her for what she did, and she deserved it too. But he was wrong to blame it all on her.
After all, even though she pretended to be the victim every time while blaming it on Arwen, it was him, who believed her. How could he blame her for his blindness?
After all, not believing Arwen had always been his choice. It was his ego that kept him away from accepting the things that were obvious.
"Delyth, we —"@@@@
Before he could say it, Delyth interjected him. "Ryan, few more minutes. I want to be alone with Zeke. Can you please give me some time alone with him?"
Ryan looked at her before nodding. Then stepping back, he walked away to a distance. His gaze remained on her as he watched her sitting silently before the polished headstone, her posture slightly slumped.
Delyth's forlorn expression revealed the weight of the grief. She stared at the stone as if searching for solace in its silent presence, her lips trembling with unspoken words.
"Zeke, I have gotten all alone now with you gone. I really miss you,"
"I can't apologize to you enough but maybe staying away can help me in redemption. So, I am willing to do it," she said, before giving Ryan a moment to absorb her words. Once she felt the time she had given was enough, she turned to the side and glanced up at him once again. "Now, don't delay anymore. Take me back to the hospital. So that I can complete the surgery, recover soon and leave the country."
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Meanwhile on the other side, at Winslow Globals,
Aiden was looking through some important files when suddenly, a knock at the door interrupted the silence.
"Come in," his voice came like a cello, and soon Emyr walked in pushing the door open.
"Sir, the thing you have asked has been settled. And here is the report." As Emyr said that, he pushed the file politely on the desk.
Aiden took the file and flipped it open, reading the contents inside. "Did they encounter any problem?" he asked.
Emyr shook his head. "No, everything went smoothly. The suppliers are not fully aware of our identity. They take us as some new emerging company in the market."
Aiden nodded before closing the file and keeping it aside. "What about the other thing I asked for?"
Emyr hesitated for a moment but soon nodded, "I got it, Sir," he said, soon retrieving a red envelope from his pocket.