Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO - Chapter 403

Chapter 403: The possibility seemed to be getting stronger.
Aiden thought for a moment, before decisively reaching for his phone again. He stared at the screen for a few seconds before dialling a number.

Even though it was already quite late at night, the call got connected after the very first few rings and Mr. Jones’s voice came through the line.

“Sir!” he greeted and Aiden hummed barely in response before asking.

“Recently did something happen?”

The response didn’t come immediately as Mr. Jones pondered a little before answering.

“Madam and Ms. Griffin have been doing fine at home. There doesn’t seem to be anything out of the place recently. But …” he paused briefly before continuing again. “… something happened the day you left.”

Aiden’s brows furrowed.

The day he left?

“Since you were in a haste to leave for New York, I didn’t get the chance to report it to you, but before Madam brought the lunch to you, she had stepped inside your old study room. It was because of my negligence.” The butler added. He had thought to report it to Aiden in the evening when he returned.

However, given the sudden business trip, he didn’t get the chance.

On the other end of the call, Aiden’s fingers tightened around the phone’s frame. “Did she find something there?”

Arwen hadn’t mentioned anything to him, but he also knew that the room held so much of her that if she had been there for even a little while, she could feel herself in the air.

“No, sir,” Mr. Jones replied. “I have been there with her the entire time. Even though she came across a few things, nothing got her suspicious. And soon later she had a meeting scheduled, so she left without looking much around.”

He still clearly remembered that day, when Arwen had come across the late lady’s photograph and the jar full of chocolate wrapped folded in the shape of stars. But even looking at them, Arwen seemed quite indifferent. He was sure, nothing made her suspicious.

Even though Mr. Jones seemed quite confident, Aiden didn’t feel the same.

What put him at the edge was the possibility of Arwen connecting the dots. Any hint further can make her draw the connections. After all, he never hid anything from her.

As long as she tried, everything would be under her reach.

He kept it like this because previously, he wanted her to remember him, but now even if he wanted the same, he couldn’t wish it.

Arwen’s current condition wouldn’t allow her to remember him or their past.

Meanwhile …

Back in her room, Arwen stared at her reflection in the mirror. Her eyes were sharp, staring deeply at herself as if trying to find something on her being that wasn’t visible to her naked eye.

While back in her mind it was still Aiden’s words, racing as if trying to decipher the meaning she couldn’t understand.

She hadn’t asked him to explain not because she didn’t want to, but rather because she knew what would have come as his reply.

He would have either explained in terms that could have come vague, or he might have simply said something that would have proved her to be overthinking.

In either case, she wouldn’t have been able to find out what she was trying to … Hence to save herself from more confusion, she decided to not go looking for an answer from him.

She was already confused, and she didn’t want to add to her confusion.

But that doesn’t mean that she didn’t want to solve them. She wanted to understand what it was that was making her confused.

Was it the sense of familiarity that she had always felt around Aiden?

Or, the way she had started feeling for him in such a short time?

Or, was it the dream she had a few days back?

She simply couldn’t forget the way the boy had called her Moon. It was like he had been the one who had given that name to her and that name was meant for her.

But if she had that name he had been the person to give her the name, how come except for Aiden, no one had ever called her with that name?

With so many questions going on in her, she could no longer tell what was real.

She could no longer identify if what she saw in her dream was some past she had forgotten, or if it was just her imagination.

It was confusing …

However, at the same time, she wanted to find out.

Especially, at times when she felt that there was something that was hidden from her.

Although Aiden had never given her the willing hints that felt like they had a past together, still his gaze at times made her feel like he held complaints against her. Like he resented her for something.

But even in resentment, he never seemed to bear any hatred towards her.

As she stared at herself in the mirror, his voice rang back in her ears.

I can never hide from you … you have found me even in the darkest part of my life.

“I have found him,” Arwen repeated, still staring at herself in the mirror. “Did I really find him? When?”

She tried hard to think back, but no matter how she tried, she couldn’t recall knowing Aiden at all.

She couldn’t even recall knowing someone who used to call her Moon before.

Did she forget something?

She knows that a part of her life was hazy in her memories, but doesn’t remember at all that she has forgotten anything.

Her grandmother has said that childhood memories blur out as time passes, and hers has also gotten blurred because of it. She had believed her because there were studies that proved it.

But could it be that her memories hadn’t blurred out, instead she had forgotten something important? Or, someone important?

Could it be that she had forgotten the existence of Aiden from the past?

The possibility seemed to be getting stronger and stronger …