Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO - Chapter 516

Chapter 516: On one condition …
Jason explained, and the weight of his words slowly settled in the air.

Aiden’s expression darkened with each passing second.

Noticing which, Jason asked, “What’s wrong? Is there something else?”

“What if I told you,” Aiden said, his voice taut with a mixture of restrained fear and frustration, “that I suspect she is starting to regain her memories?”

Arwen was his bottom line.

The mere thought of something going wrong under his watch —with her —was unbearable.

He couldn’t afford to fail again in protecting her. Not when she was everything to him.

Jason’s brows drew together. “You think she is regaining her memories? Why do you suspect that?”

Aiden didn’t keep the detail from him.

Jason listened in complete silence, taking in all. His brows drew into a frown. He didn’t speak immediately.

Only after a long pause did he respond, his voice levelled and clinical.

“Aiden,” he began, “this may or may not be good news.”

He leaned forward, his tone turning even more serious. “Oblivion-X —the drug that was used on her —is still largely undocumented. We don’t have enough data to draw any definitive conclusions.”

“From my research so far, I have come to believe that the chances of her regaining her memories were nearly impossible. But if she somehow gets them back, then something might be triggering it. And that could either pose a risk to her or reveal something that we have yet to understand.”

“Something that triggered her?” Aiden echoed.

Jason nodded. “Possibly. I am not entirely sure yet. In conventional cases of retrograde amnesia —not drug-induced, mind you —patients can begin to recover fragments of memory when exposed to strong emotional or sensory triggers. I am just referencing the known possibilities here. We can’t jump to conclusions yet.”

He paused for a beat, then continued with more resolve, “Give me some time. I will give you a definite answer. Until then, stay calm. Things might not be as bad as we have assumed. There may be a way for her to recover her memories without any adverse effects.”

Aiden wanted to believe him, but the fear of the worst loomed large. He didn’t voice it, but the dread was written all over his face.

Jason noticed. He reached out and gave the back of Aiden’s hand a reassuring tap.

“Don’t worry, Aiden. We are all in this. I am here,” he said, nodding with quiet confidence. “If I can’t help in the field I have dedicated my life to, then I don’t deserve the accolades I have received. Arwen is like a sister to me. There is no way I will let anything happen to her.”

And Jason meant every word.

Aiden didn’t respond, but he gave a small nod. He trusted his friend’s capabilities. But Arwen was someone he couldn’t afford to risk —not even in the hands of the best.

Right now, though, there was nothing more he could do.

Jason smiled faintly, about to speak, when he noticed Aiden already pushing back his chair and rising to leave.

He blinked, momentarily confused. When he saw Aiden nearly at the door, he snapped out of it.

“Hey, brother —what? You are not even going to stay for breakfast? It’s time, and I haven’t had anything yet.”

Aiden didn’t turn fully. He merely looked over his shoulder and said unapologetically, “I still have work to do. Suit yourself.”

Jason was dumbfounded.

Though he had expected this reaction, he had hoped that since he had rushed over straight from the airport, his friend might at least give him a little face.

But of course —Aiden would always be Aiden.

When Aiden exited the room, Emyr was right there. He approached him and informed him.

“Sir, Madam has called earlier. She has asked you to call her back when you have the time.”

Aiden nodded to him briefly before they both headed out.

Behind, back in the office, Jason sat in his chair with pursed lips. He looked down at his watch and noted it was still early.

Shouldn’t he be resting at this moment? It had taken a long flight journey, and still, instead of returning to his apartment to rest, he had come all the way here for his friend.

The same friend who didn’t even care to ask her about his flight or offer him a breakfast he needed the most.

“Oh God, why do I feel I wronged myself by befriending such a cold, heartless guy?” he cursed, shaking his head in mock disappointment.

Right at that moment, he heard his phone ring. When he noted Jacob’s name flashing on the screen, his gaze sparkled.

At least, I have another one to depend upon.

Picking up the call, he chimed, “I knew Heaven couldn’t be ruthless to me. If not Aiden, I have you. Did you call to ask about me?”

He expected Jacob to say yes, but instead, through the line came his clipped tone.

“Can you come to the Thorne Villa immediately?”

Jason blinked before taking it as an offence. “Did you also not call me to ask about me?”

“Jason, I am in —”

“Hang up before I do, Jacob. I am not listening to you. Both you and Aiden are the same. It’s not like I wait for your calls every day, every time. But sometimes, I do. But the two friends I got are simply not enough.” Jason huffed dramatically. “I am not coming. Go, find someone else.”

“Can we deal with your grievances later, Jason?” Jacob’s voice came stressed, like he was rubbing his temples. “This is urgent, and I want you here.”

Jason understood the need. But still not giving up the drama he started, he asked, “On one condition, if you agree.”

“…to what?” Jacob asked, his tone almost on the brink of losing it all to insanity.

“A heartfelt breakfast with me,” Jason replied in another beat. “Only if you promise me, I will come.”

“Fine, I agree. Now come as soon as possible.”

And then came the sharp beep of disconnection, but Jason didn’t mind. He wanted a company for breakfast and he finally got it. He was content with that.