Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO - Chapter 268

Chapter 268: Uncle, it€™s nice meeting you.

Chapter 268: Uncle, it€™s nice meeting you.

Arwen was standing with Gianna and the trio when she glanced up and recognized the familiar Rolls Royce heading their way.

“He is here,” she said, making the other four look up in the same direction.  Their eyes paused at once on the car, awe clear in their eyes.  “Isn’t that the latest limited edition model that was launched not long before?” Carl was first to speak, his awe unmistakable.

Amelia nodded, her voice tinged with excitement.

“Yes, it looks just like the one you showed me in the magazine last time.

But didn’t you say that only a handful of pieces were created?” The car came to a gentle stop and Neil stepped out, moving swiftly to open the door for Aiden.  Eira, though not particularly interested in cars, had heard enough about this one from Carl and Amelia’s constant bantering.

But what caught her in awe wasn’t the vehicle actually -it was the man stepping out of it.

Though she had only caught a fleeting glimpse of him before Neil blocked her view, she could already tell he exuded an aura of charm that couldn’t be missed.  “Amy, forget the car.

Did you see the man inside?” Eira whispered, her voice hushed yet eager.

Amelia nodded, her eyes still wide.

“I did.

Isn’t he… well… really handsome?” She then excitedly added, “Is he really Senior Sister’s husband?

If yes, I am gonna ask her permission to stare him a bit longer.”  Arwen caught their exchange and turned her head towards them, slightly startled.

Permission?

For what?

To gawk at him?

Were they even serious?

Wasn’t he just a little…just a little extra handsome?  Arwen shook her head at their exaggeration before turning to look at Aiden.

But her gaze paused for a second.

“Did he change before coming here?” she muttered under her breath, blinking her eyes.

Because in the morning he didn’t leave home in this.

He naturally has that look which is capable of taking a breath away, but for some reason, Arwen felt that he had made an extra effort to look like this today.  While they all seemed momentarily awestruck in their own world, no one noticed the drastic shift in Gianna’s eyes.

“This -” she seemed stumped.

“Is he your husband?” she asked.  And even hadn’t caught her bewilderment, she did hear her.

“Yes, this is my husband,” she replied, nodding.

“I know you want to again tease me, Anna.

But let’s keep that on the list for later.

For now, let me introduce you all first.” Then giving Gianna’s arm a small pat, she added, “Come on, everyone.”  Gianna failed to utter even a word.

But Eira, Amelia and Carl were prompt.

Even though they were lost in their zone for a moment, when they heard Arwen, they quickly nodded, walking after her.  As they neared, Aiden’s gaze landed on Arwen and she narrowed her eyes at him.  “Did I make you wait?” he asked.  And Arwen narrowed her eyes further before relaxing them.

“What do you think?”  Aiden understood and smirked before looking down at himself.

“What can I do?

Someone ruined my clothes and I had no other choice but to go for a change.”  A loud coughing was heard immediately and Arwen turned to look at Emyr understanding his reaction all too well.

She raised her brows at him as if asking him to confess.

But he quickly dodged it changing the subject entirely.  “I am sorry, Madam,” he said, smiling awkwardly.

“I didn’t mean to interrupt.

It’s just that the weather here has gotten a bit colder recently and it seems I have caught the cold.”  “Really?” Carl asked, almost confused.

“But the weather has started to get better recently.

Brother, are you sure it’s cold and not something serious?”  Emyr thought he dodged it but the moment he heard the young boy, he immediately felt a cold jab to his gut.

Coughing hard, he quickly said, “Definitely not.

I am sure it’s cold and nothing serious.” he paused for a second, composing himself back and added with an amiable smile.

“But still, since you suggested, I will go and get myself checked at the hospital tomorrow.” Carl nodded with confidence.

“Yes, you better go and get yourself checked while you still have time.

Otherwise, sometimes avoiding it for a long time could be life-threatening as well.”  Emyr no longer knew what more to say.

His face flustered and he turned to Arwen who couldn’t help but control her laugh at how a small excuse turned out to be.

“That’s okay, Carl,” she said before helping Emyr in the situation.

“You don’t have to worry.

Mr.

Ethan is in good health.

It’s just that he he still adapting to Cralen’s weather which is why he is prone to catching cough and cold.”  Emyr scratched his brow, slightly embarrassed.

But he didn’t say anything more.

He just stood there and looking at him like that, Arwen shook her head internally before turning back to Aiden.  “I will discuss things with you later.

First, let me introduce you to my people,” she said and then sidestepped to introduce them one by one.

“This is Eira, Amelia and Carl.

there three people I had told you about behind Giselle.

Eira and Amelia have just graduated from the university, while Carl… well… he has just entered recently.”  Carl was the youngest and that was clear in his attitude.

She knew she didn’t have to explain much because one could see it in his eyes and actions.  “And this is Aiden Winslow, my husband,” Arwen introduced Aiden.  “Hello, Mr.

Winslow.

It’s really nice meeting you.” Both Eira and Amelia said softly before extending out their hands for a formal shake.  “It’s nice to meet you too,” Aiden said with a casual smile.

Carl hesitated for a bit but when he saw the two girls greeting just fine, he braved himself and greeted.  “Hello, Mr.

Winslow.

It’s nice to meet you.”  Amelia chose to tease him.

Nudging his arm, she said as if confused, “Aye, you are calling him Mr.

Winslow when you called Mr.

Foster as brother-in-law.

Carl, don’t you think that’s wrong?”  Carl was at once at a loss.

Though Aiden seemed amiable, he simply couldn’t forget what Eira and Amelia had said earlier about men being possessive.

Glaring at Amelia, he was about to speak something when a meek, polite voice took everyone by surprise.  “Uncle, it’s nice meeting you after a long time.”