<h4>Chapter 159: See You Soon</h4>


    (Author’s POV)


    "You really are pathetic, ric Everests, I hate you. I just hate you and it’s not going to change," Myra spat those venomced words, her every word stabbed ric’s heart agonizingly.


    He was flustered by hisck of control, how he went wild and crazy after tasting Myra’s irresistible lips. He stammered with his words, "I was .... just ...... you were having difficulty while breathing. So, I was just .... just trying to help you. I am sorry, I lost a bit of control there."


    Myra was having none of his empty apologies. He kept on crossing the line again and again, despite getting several warnings from her.


    She swatted his hand away,shing at him, "Just enough already. Enough with your excuses. Enough with your everything. I don’t want to hear any insincere excuse from that mouth of yours. Your presence irks me."


    The flickering of the light stopped and the elevator door slid open. Myra wasted no time and got out of the elevator. She paused at the door and without looking back said, her words filled with finality, "If you feel truly sorry, book a ticket for me. I am going back to Damona, today." She wheeled herself out, without waiting for ric’s reply. She was simply done.


    The staff who was standing outside, looked at ric with pitiful expressions.


    Most of them were present when ric made a scene yesterday, when he brought Myra in their hospital.


    They all assumed Myra was ric’s girlfriend as she didn’t have hisst name. Some were gushing over him, saying how protective and dashing he looked while carrying his girlfriend in his arms. Some were envious of Myra, who was able to capture the heart of the ice king of Kimberg, ric Everests. Some were ming Myra for not forgiving ric even after he loved her so much to create chaos for her sake.


    They knew nothing about what was going on between them but the gossip inside the hospital was heating up.


    ric ignored their sympathetic gazes and walked out chasing after Myra, "Hey, wait~"


    Myra was thoroughly pissed by him.


    At this point, even the wheelchair was irritating her. It stuck somewhere. So, she left the wheelchair and started walking, hobbling in the process. But not once did she stop or looked back. Nothing mattered to her now, no coercion, no apology would make her stay.


    She thought what she would tell her parents when they will see her in such a battered condition. But she didn’t want to spend even a second in ric’s presence. He has been testing her limits. And this ce, this ce has just been a hellhole for her. She wanted out.


    ric ran towards her, but there were a lot of people on this floor at this time. So, although, Myra was just a few meters apart from him, he couldn’t catch up to her.


    A kind old nurse, saw her staggering figure and came forward to help her, "Ohhh my gosh, why are you alone? Where is your guardian?" She was oblivious to the gossip.


    Myra mumbled, "Can you help me to my room, it is on the VVIP floor."


    The nurse nodded and supported her, "Of course."


    ric closed in on her and said, "I am her guardian. I will take her from here."


    But before he could takeover, Myra stopped him, "Haven’t you had enough? Why are you persistently chasing after me like a madman? I don’t want to see you. Don’t you get it? Just book a ticket for me, return my luggage and I will be out of your hair, okay." She shot back feeling irritated.


    Her injuries, her trauma, everything was making her feel agitated at that point. Her body and well as her heart were aching.


    "We can talk about it," ric didn’t want to let it go so easily.


    "No, we will not. We have done enough talking. There is nothing left to talk. Don’t create a scene," Myra shot back instantly. She held her head as it buzzed with constant ache.


    ric looked at her and sealed his mouth.


    The nurse who was quiet all along their intense conversation was in a bind, whether to say anything or just keep quiet and do her job. She chose thetter option. ric simply followed them like an obedient child all the way to her room.


    The nurse settled Myra on her bed and asked if she needed anything. She declined her offer and the nurse left. Outside the room, ric was standing, tousling his hair in frustration.


    "Young man, you have truly messed it up," the nurse said, her wordsced with pity towards him as she walked away shaking her head.


    He knew he had messed up pretty badly. There was no fixing it but he wanted to talk to Myra justst time. He gently knocked on the door and entered, "Myra, see. I don’t know what happened to me there. It was not me ... it was my wolf .... he .... arghhhh ... he lost control .... Moon Goddess, this isplicated." Her ruffled his hair in irritation as he fumbled with his own reasoning.


    Myra didn’t look at him, she simply ignored his presence and let him mutter by himself.


    ric was getting increasingly annoyed by herck of acknowledgement. After all, nobody dares to ignore him.


    He uttered something which he instantly regretted, "It was just a kiss. It was not even the first time. So, why~" Though, his words were barely audible, inside the silent room, Myra heard them, crystal clear.


    She looked at him with disgust, as if he was trash. She threw a pillow at him.


    With a hand on his waist, ric didn’t dodge. Alex was cursing at him, "Whenever you open your mouth in front of mate, you always spout nonsense."


    Just a then a slight knock on the door interrupted them. ric knew who it was and called out, "Come in."


    J entered and looked first at ric who was just standing near the doorway and then at Myra, who was sitting on the bed, her face was red. Her eyes then shifted to the pillow which was lying on the floor, just inches apart from ric. She arched and eyebrow, feeling amused but held her expression back instantly.


    She approached ric and said, her tone professional, "Young Alpha ric, I got what you asked for." She handed him a box.


    ric took it from her said, "You can go now," and took slow steps toward Myra.


    J didn’t linger any longer, though she wanted to and was interested to see how would things unfold, but she had to follow orders.


    Myra was ring daggers at him as she spat, "Don’te any closer."


    ric halted his steps when he reached the edge of her bed and said with a resigned voice, "Take this. You will need it," and extended his hand to give Myra the phone, which J had brought earlier.


    Myra held his gaze for a bit longer and then took the box roughly. She waited for him to depart as he eventually did. Then opened the fancy looking box.


    She utched it carefully and found a diamond studded phone ced inside it. She was left speechless for a moment but this kind of thing has happened before.


    The phone was like a burden to Myra but she was in a dire need of it. She picked it up carefully and gently kept it on the bed. Then, she picked her phone which was lying on the bedside table. She took the out her sim and ced both the phones side by side.


    She halted her actions midway and stared at the phones like she has seen a ghost. Then, all of a sudden, she startedughing, self mockingly.


    The stark contrast between her phone and the one ric gave her and their condition, it was obvious at a nce. It represented the different worlds they were living in.


    Her chapped, broken phone was just like her own self right now. And the fancy, exorbitant one showed Everests power and influence, she does not want to indulge into it. It would only bring misery upon her and her family.


    Dispersing these self-depreciating thoughts aside, she inserted her sim card and called Wendy’s number.


    Her phone barely rang when Wendy picked it up, "Hey, sis. Mom told us about what happened. You really got us."


    "Sorry about that. Listen, don’t tell mom and dad but there has been a change in n. By the way, are you with them right now?" Myra confirmed.


    "Ummhmm~ I am inside my room. What happened? Why so secretive?" Wendy teased Myra.


    "Good. Wendy, I aming today. So, can youe pick me up, alone. Don’t breathe a word about it to mom and dad," Myra uttered.


    "Oooo, you want to give them a surprise, hmmm. Ok, send me your flight details and I will be there to pick you up," Wendy chimed like a chirping bird.


    Myra felt relieved, "Mm~hmm, I will. I need go and pack some stuff, bye, see you."


    "Bye, see you soon sis," Wendy disconnected the call.


    Myra felt a weight off of her shoulders. Her face was etched with a determined look. She hade up with a n to avoid getting caught by her parents and escaping this ce.


    To Be Continued . . . . . . . . .