Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO - Chapter 315

Chapter 315: First and the last.

Chapter 315: First and the last.

Although Arwen had already agreed to Beca over the call, she had long decided that it would be Aiden’s decision that would prevail.

Not because she thought she had done something wrong by giving a word to Beca, but because she didn’t want him to feel wronged.  So, if he refuses the idea, she wouldn’t even care to argue for it.  Aiden glanced at her and gently turned to her, giving her a nod to continue ahead.  Arwen stared at him for a moment before carefully framing her words.

She still remembers the last time the mere mention of Ryan left him so jealous.

He might have not have made it very obvious, but it was way more than clear in his eyes and the way he acted.

That was the first time she knew he was ‘possessive’ of her.  People called possessiveness a toxic trait of a relationship, but she didn’t know why when he was possessive of her, she felt good.  “Ryan’s mother,” Arwen slowly began.

“Aunt Beca called me earlier in the afternoon,” she said, pausing briefly just to catch if there was any subtle shift in his expression.  But when she found nothing, she continued, “She said that she had been missing me for a while.

I visited them after I got married.

They have treated me like a daughter and wanted me to come back to have dinners with them sometimes.

They even said to bring you along.”  All the while she spoke, her eyes were fixed on his face.

She chose to keep it short, but added all that was needed to be added for him to understand the situation.  “What did you say then?” Aiden asked.  “Doesn’t matter,” she said, shaking her head.

“I might have said anything to her but I can always change it as per your comfort.” “Don’t you care that it might break her heart?” he asked, as if he wanted her to reconsider leaving the decision to him.

His words were meant to warn her that she might receive a decision that she might not like.  But Arwen sat unfazed, ready to prove to him how serious she was about what she said.

“It will, but breaking her heart wouldn’t make pain me as much as breaking yours will.

So, it’s fine if you refuse it.

I will do the same.”  Aiden paused at her words.

She might not realized what she said, but he did.

A small smile curled his lips.

“We can go,” he said and Arwen nodded, almost absent-mindedly.  “Fine, I will later call and refuse her.

And -” she suddenly paused, her pupils dilating staring at him.

“Wait!

Did you just agree?” she asked, needing him to say it again.  He tilted his head to one side and stared at her, amused, “Were you thinking that I would refuse from the very beginning?”  Was she wrong to think that?  Arwen shook her head and replied, “No, I just thought you wouldn’t be comfortable letting me go there.”  “I would be comfortable table taking you anywhere and everywhere with me,” he said, and she realized what he meant.  “So, you agree to come along?” she asked, and Aiden shrugged.  “It’s impolite to refuse the invitation, isn’t it?”  “Same as it’s disrespectful to refuse someone’s gift?” Arwen said, shaking her head at the obviousness of his intention.  Aiden didn’t say anything and Arwen knew he wouldn’t.

“Fine since you agree, I will call Aunt Beca and tell her that we will come… the day after tomorrow?” she asked after thinking about the date for e moment.

“Are you free to go on that day?”  He nodded, and she took her phone to make a call.

By the time she talked with Beca over the call, Aiden stood up and walked to the washroom.

When he came back, the call was done, already.  “I told her that we would be coming day after tomorrow.

She was happy,” she said as she stood up to walk to him.

When she was standing right in front of him, her eyes darted to look at his collar.

It was perfect yet looked a little messed up, maybe because she wanted to put her arms around him.  Drawing a step closer, she stood on her toe to reach for his collar to adjust.

“By the way, I heard that people often come to meet you here?”  Aiden brows wrinkled in confusion as he looked at her, waiting to hear more.

Arwen understood the question in his gaze and added something that would explain to him what she was referring to.  “Especially women,” she said.

“Your employees are already feeling burdened by their growing interest in you.

Don’t you think you are putting them in difficult situations?”  Keeping his nonchalance, he shrugged, “They are getting paid to handle those situations.

If it’s getting too difficult, they can always choose to leave to make it easy for themselves.”  Arwen was stunned for a moment.

She never expected him to be so cold when she had always seen him so warm and gentle around herself.

But then she realized, he treated her much differently than he treated others.

The difference was as obvious as the difference between day and night.  Clearing her throat, she quickly composed herself back.

“Mr.

Winslow, tell me honestly how many women have made it inside this door?”  “One,” Aiden said without any hesitation.  “One?” Arwen asked and saw him nod to her.

She was about to ask who was it when she heard him say it on his own.  “Only one has made inside my cabin, and that’s you, Moon.”  Her breath hitched at his words.

Although he was saying it in regard to his office, it felt deeper than that.  The way he was looking in her eyes and speaking out his words, it was as if he was talking about his life.

Confessing to her that no one else apart from her was able to make up to him.

She was the first and also the last.