Spooked the life of our goddess.

Delyth gritted her teeth, not daring to say anything. But she was satisfied with one thing at least —Ryan was finally free. With Arwen no longer in the picture, she could easily have him. A satisfied smile appeared on her lips as she realized this, but she quickly covered it soon and turned to look at Ryan, blinking her eyes pitifully. 

"Ryan, Arwen broke up with you. Do you think it's because of me?" 

Ryan already had enough of the same topic. He didn't know why, but every time it was brought up, it irked him to his core. When his mother mentioned it, he didn't like it. Even when Arwen spoke about it, faking the resolve, he felt a burn inside. And now that Delyth was bringing it up again, he couldn't take it anymore. 

Enraged, he snapped. "I don't, because there is no breakup, Delyth. Arwen is just cooking up stories. She will back soon to drag me back to the marriage bureau because that's what been set for us. I simply can't escape, nor could she."