Chương 118: Game of jealousy.

Delyth sat on the bed, clenching the sheet, trying her best to calm her irritated nerves. But, no matter how hard she was trying, she was simply not able to forget it. She wanted Arwen to lose, but now it was she who had lost everything — not just her legs, but also everything that she had worked so hard to achieve. 

"Del, what's wrong? Why are you not taking medicines?" Ryan asked with a frown as he entered her room. 

Delyth's eyes snapped at him, and for once, her gaze didn't mask the hostility she felt within. "Didn't you go after Arwen? Why are you here now?" her voice came sharp and piercing, laced with pure antagonism. 

Ryan was taken aback. He had never heard Delyth speak like this. It suddenly felt like she was not the Delyth he knew. "What do you mean, Del? I came here to check on you."