Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO - Chapter 227

Chapter 227: Can€™t bear to see you misunderstand.

Chapter 227: Can€™t bear to see you misunderstand.

After a long ride, Arwen and Aiden finally returned home.

Cralens might not be a big city, but driving from the south to the east and back was exhausting.

By the time, they stepped into the house, Arwen felt dead tired -too tired even to walk.  “Ahh!” a yelp left her lips when suddenly she was lifted mid-air.

Her arms went to warp around Aiden’s shoulders in reflex, afraid to fall.

“What are doing?” she asked, confused by his sudden move.  Her eyes paused at his well-defined face.

Although she had praised his looks several times, yet another time, up so close, she couldn’t help but sigh at the sight of his sharp, sculpted features.  Wasn’t Heaven had been too biased while creating him?  Aiden’s gaze became intense while his eyes zeroed in on her lips.

“What do you think I am doing?” Arwen’s mouth opened as if ready to voice out her confusion, but then suddenly as if realization stuck her on its own.

The flashes of memories from before came dancing back making her realize that once again she was back in her life like Cinderella.

The clock was about to hit midnight and she had to face back the reality.

But unlike the story, she doesn’t have to return to the rags, rather she would be returning back to the warmest embrace she had ever felt in this world -her safest haven.  Aiden carried her all the way to their room in his arms.

But he didn’t stop there, he walked her inside the bathroom, before finally setting her down on the floor.  Flustered, Arwen’s face had already turned crimson.

But all of it was gone when a sting of gentle but sharp flick hit her forehead.

She turned up to look at Aiden, her gaze sharp with accusation.  “I am not a beast.

What are you thinking?” Aiden remarked, before walking behind her to open the taps, letting the water fill the bathtub.  Arwen turned around to follow his movements.

“What do you mean?” she asked, confused.  And at her words, Aiden turned back to her.

Coming back to stand in front of her, he stared at her, his gaze carrying the same hint of tease.

Before Arwen could chide him against the idea of teasing her, Aiden interrupted her idea, saying, “I mean I carried you here so that you can freshen up with ease -just to help you freshen up, not to do anything to you.” He poke-tapped the side of her forehead, bringing the face down closer to hers.” He poke-tapped the side of her forehead, bringing the face down closer to hers.

“So, don’t weave any dirty thoughts in your cute, little brain.”  It took a brief second for Arwen to realize what he said, but when she did, her face turned red with embarrassment.

Her pupils dilated and she glared at him before raising her hands to hit his chest.  But before it could hit him, Aiden held her hand in the air, pulling her a step closer and slowly pressing her hand onto his chest, right where she was about to him.

They were inches apart, and Arwen could feel his breath, gently fanning her face.  “You -”  “Dare to deny what I said,” Aiden challenged her, too confident.

“Did you not think exactly what I read?”  “…” Arwen was speechless, not knowing what to say.

She wanted to deny it outright, but she knew he would further tease her if she lied.  “You -”  “I was simply helping you understand that you were thinking it wrong.

I am not a beast to not know that you are exhausted from the back-and-forth journey and need rest,” he said, deliberately interrupting her again.

“I wanted to help you relax.” He then gestured for her to look at the half-filled bathtub.

” -help you prepare the bath.

How can I bear to see you misunderstand?”  Arwen’s lips quivered as she felt herself failing to come up with the right reply.

Not knowing what else to do, she pulled her hand off her hold and said, “Who needs your help?” Aiden raised a brow and her and she narrowed her eyes at him.

“I didn’t ask your help.” Saying that, she pushed him towards the door, her attitude trying its best to hide the fluster she was feeling inside.  She never realize she was this shy until she met him, but then she never allowed anyone to get so close to her that they became audacious in flirting with her like this.

But with Aiden, she never truly realized when it happened.

It came so normal and casual that it felt like it had always been there between them.  “I can help myself,” Arwen said, finally pushing him out of the bathroom.  “Are you sure?” Aiden raised a teasing brow and on his face, she slid the door closed, her voice coming muffled through her drawn barrier.  “I am very sure.

I can’t bear to see you misunderstand my thoughts and intentions as well.”  Aiden chuckled at that, shaking his head, he didn’t tease her anymore.

He walked to the closet, bringing out the spare bathrobe and then went to another room to get fresh, It was late and he didn’t want to delay their rest more.  After a while, when Arwen stepped out, finishing her bath, Aiden was already on the bed.

Half lying under the blanket, he seemed waiting for her.  Arwen narrowed her eyes at him and then turned away as if declaring her ignorance.

She stood near the dresser completing her night regime.

She could feel Aiden’s gaze on herself consistently but chose to ignore it deliberately.  Once done, she walked to the bed.

Pulling the cover away, she slipped inside, turning her back to him.  Aiden didn’t speak nor did he retort her actions.

Taking the cue from her closed eyes, he turned off the lights.

Seeing his nonchalant actions like that, Arwen felt something amiss.

Her brows knitted but soon, she felt his hand on her waist, wrapping around, before pulling her flush against his chest.  The action was sudden and the force was gentle, but strong, not giving her any time to think of an escape.