HPDBC Chapter 250 It's truly unbearable.
Chapter 250 It's truly unbearable.
"What do I mean?" Delyth scoffed. "Don't you know it already, Ryan?"
Ryan truly was confused. But even confused, he didn't let himself waver. Instead of looking firmly at Delyth, he said, "I truly do not know it. If you are willing to tell me, then it's okay. Or else, let's not mind."
Delyth gritted. If she really didn't want to have this conversation with him, she wouldn't have started it. Of course, she wasn't giving up that easily. "Ryan, do you think I don't know what you are trying to do with all this act?"
"Act?"@@@@
"Of course, an act," she snapped. " If not an act, what would you call it? This all is just your way of making yourself look righteous. Your way of punishing me for what I did to Arwen. So tomorrow, you can parade your actions to her, showing her how I 'paid' for her suffering."
At her mention of Arwen, his fingers clenched involuntarily. His patience snapped like a taut string and his expression turned icy.
"Punishing you for what you did to Arwen?" he repeated. "Do you think I have punished or been punishing you for what you did to her?"
"Is it not?"
Ryan's voice turned colder, sharper than before —slicing through the air harshly. "If I truly want to punish you, I would begin by stripping you of everything —everything that you hold dear, every privilege that you flaunt around. I wouldn't let you rest in a high-end hospital like this. I wouldn't arrange you the best surgeon, rather I would make you watch live how your world crumbles, piece by piece. I will make you witness every loss tenfold of what you made Arwen feel. And when I say every loss, believe me, I am a businessman and I won't miss even the last decimal of the calculation."
Her hands clenched the sides of her wheelchair, her knuckles turning white. She couldn't blink. Her eyes stared at him, scared of all that he was saying.
"If I truly come to punish you," He said, his tone now chillingly calm. "I would make sure that you don't wake up every day with ease, rather you wake up haunted by the pains you have caused Arwen —that accident, the mob attack and anything more that you have done but I haven't realized yet."
Delyth trembled, but her distress didn't change Ryan's attitude. He still stood cold and unkind. Staring down at her, he smiled, but his smile didn't carry the warmth. "But you are still here, resting in this hospital without any fear, without any trouble, haven't you?"
He paused and then added, "Which means I haven't done anything to make you pay. I have kept my promise to Zeke. I have let you live your life, unscathed, untouched. Don't mistake that mercy for weakness, Delyth. Don't push my buttons anymore. I might not be able to remain calm always. Not especially every time after getting reminded of what you have done."
Saying that, she straightened himself, back to his feet, adjusting his jacket. He glanced back at her and said"I came just to check on you. But seeing you all so comfortable in the wheelchair, it seems you are perfectly doing fine. In that case, I will leave first."
With that, he was ready to turn and leave, but Delyth stopped him. Her voice came shaky, barely above the whisper, but still, it was audible enough to make Ryan stop.
"R-Ryan, can you please not be like this to me? It's truly unbearable."