Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO - Chapter 270

Chapter 270: Was it me?

Chapter 270: Was it me?

Gianna couldn’t stop her eyes from going back and back at Arwen and Aiden again and again.

No matter how she had thought, she still couldn’t make sense of the coincidence where the two were meeting at a place such as the Civil Affairs Bureau.  Arwen was there to get her certificates with Ryan, but the presence of her uncle at the same time doesn’t fit the picture.

If someone says that it could be a coincidence, she would shake her head and say it was too much to be called a mere coincidence.  “Gianna?” Arwen called when found her friend too silent for a long while.

“What’s wrong with you?”  “How did you two meet?”  That question wasn’t meant to be asked.

It just left Gianna’s lips before she even realized it.

But since she has kept her voice subtle, that question didn’t get everyone’s attention.  Arwen’s brows furrowed in confusion as she didn’t expect her to ask that.

She turned to look at Aiden to check if he had heard it, but given that he had no expression, it seemed like Gianna’s questioning whisper hadn’t reached him which felt like a relief.  Taking a deep breath inside, Arwen turned to Gianna and tugged a little farther so that there would be no risk for Aiden to hear them.

“Anna, what do you mean by that question?

Don’t you already know?” she asked, her voice carrying clear confusion.

“If this is to put me in a situation, please girl, save it for another time.

I already got Ryan to explain, and I would rather not complicate that situation any more than it already is.”  Gianna’s brows furrowed and she shook her head, about to tell her that wasn’t what she meant.

But before she could, Aiden’s deep, steady voice cut through the air, interrupting her.  “Moon.”  Both women turned to look at him as he reached out and calmly exchanged his plate with Arwen’s.

“Eat this before it gets cold,” he said, his tone soft but authoritative.  Arwen stared at him, momentarily stunned.

Not because the gesture was out of his character -Aiden had always been very thoughtful around her.

But at this moment, for some reason, his interruption felt intentional.  Had he overheard them?

Her gaze narrowed slightly as she searched his face, but his expression betrayed nothing.

He appeared as calm and composed as ever.

Maybe she was overthinking it.  “Senior Sister, is this what you meant when you said I will find someone better?” Amelia’s voice broke through Arwen’s thoughts, bright and hopeful.  Arwen blinked, her brows knitting together in confusion.

“What do you mean?”  Amelia smiled and explained, “Back when you gave me pointe shoes, you said I would find someone better.

You said your experience made you realize it.

Was it Mr.

Winslow that made you realize it?”  The room fell silent for a moment and Arwen paused at that. She did tell that and she did believe it as well.

But she never knew Amelia would repeat it right in front of Aiden.

Her gaze wandered to look at the man, sitting beside her and just as she had thought, he was looking her way, intently, as if waiting for her to speak in response to Amelia’s words.  It wasn’t a tough answer.

But saying it like that in front of Aiden made her a bit shy.

So, she began, intending to deflect.

“I -”  But not giving her the chance, Aiden interjected her.

“Was it me?” His question was quiet, but it carried a weight that made it impossible ignore.

His tone was not demanding, but there was something in it -a vulnerability, a yearning -that made Arwen’s heart tighten.  Meeting his gaze, she found herself unable to look away.

His eyes held hers with such gentle persuasion, as though he already knew the answer but needed to hear it from her.  Could she even refuse him when he looks at her like that?

She could never.

If she didn’t know this before, she knew it now.  Hence, nodding, she accepted.

“Yes,” she said softly.

“You made me realize what I have been missing all my life.

It was you who made me realize it.”  The room seemed to exhale all at once, bursting into loud cheers.

Aiden reached out and grabbed Arwen’s hand bringing it to his lips.

Kissing it gently, he said, “The honor was all mine.”  While they shared their moment of tranquillity, Gianna, however, seemed far from it.

She stared between them, drawing her brows together.

Her mind raced.  Arwen might have considered it as her overthinking but Gianna knew it wasn’t.

Her uncle interrupted her intentionally, to keep her away from speaking her doubts to Arwen.

But why he would do that -that was something she couldn’t bring herself to understand.

The more she stared at them, the more she found it unnatural.

For a couple to grow to such a level of adoration, it takes time -one that she didn’t think Arwen had with him.

Yet the way her Uncle was taking care of Arwen, his every movement, every gesture was looking like a habit that he had grown over the years.  And that was something that seemed more and more confusing.  “Senior Sister,” Carl suddenly spoke as if he remembered something out of the blue.

“Didn’t Mr.

Foster say he would be coming here as well?”  “Don’t tell me, Carl, you are still missing Mr.

Foster,” Amelia teased.

To which, he quickly explained, “I am not.

I just remembered that when Senior Sister invited him earlier, he accepted it.” “So?” Amelia raised her brows.

“Now that he hasn’t come, you are bothered?”  “Of course not.

I just asked because the dishes at the table are getting over.

If he comes any later, there would be nothing left for him.” He then gestured for her to look at the plates.  Amelia was about to retort him, but just when she opened her mouth, the door of the room was pushed open, making her pause.