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

Aiden's face hardened at the mention of Ryan's name. His fingers clenched subtly, and Emyr didn't know whether he should continue.

He just earned a reward. He doesn't want to get punished right after.

"Since he has finally learned to make a decision, help him." Aiden's words held a meaning that Emyr at first failed to understand. But when he saw his boss's eyes carrying the glint of the same vengeance that they carried when he ordered to break Delyth's legs, he understood.

Nodding, he affirmed politely. "I will ask someone to send evidence right away, sir."

Aiden glanced at him and gave a firm nod. Then, motioning toward the door, "You can leave now."

Emyr nodded, then took a step back and turned to walk out of the room.

The darkness in Aiden's gaze didn't disappear. It remained there as he stared at the empty corner of his office. His fingers clenched tightly as if he reminisced about something that made his darker side roar inside him as if raging to break free.

Even though he had tried to make himself believe that he had punished Delyth enough, every time he remembered how Arwen was suffering there in the car … alone, his blood boiled, pushing him to unleash hell upon everyone who had been responsible for her condition.

He had made sure the men who tailgated her met with the consequences. And he had also made sure that Delyth suffered the pain tenfold worse than her, yet all of it didn't feel enough.

His eyes were getting darker with every passing second when suddenly the vibration of his phone caught his attention. His expression didn't ease, but when his eyes caught the name, Moon, flashing on the screen, his mood shifted.

He moved the icon to answer the call before pressing it against his ears. He didn't speak through the line, but rather waited.

When Arwen didn't hear him for several seconds, she spoke first. "Husband?" Her voice came soft and gentle, unknowingly carrying enough essence to ease him up.

"Hmm?" Aiden voiced subtly, making her pause on the other side.

"What's wrong? Did something happen to put you in a bad mood?" she asked at once, catching the subtle hint in his tone.

He didn't answer immediately. But after a while, he tried to dismiss. "It's nothing."

However, Arwen had long sensed it already. Her silence stretched for a long second before she asked, "Oh, is it?" she asked. "Then are you asking me to doubt my sensing ability?"

"..." Aiden didn't respond, and at his lack of words, he could imagine Arwen pursing her lips.

"Mr. Winslow," she called out sharply, "you'd better stop lying about those little things around me. I am no longer the new little wife you married. Staying around you for months now, I could easily read your moods. Even your silence. So, lying wouldn't help you. Tell me, what happened, and I might think of letting you off this time."

"Moon, —"

"Don't try to dismiss it with that cajoling tone, husband," Arwen interrupted before Aiden could even begin. "I am not waiting to get cajoled; instead, I am waiting to hear what put you off."

Aiden paused for a second as if thinking about something, and on the line, she waited patiently for him to continue.

"I was thinking if there would come a time when you would start hating me?"

"Never," Arwen responded almost immediately, in a beat of her heartbeat, as though that answer was always at the tip of her tongue.

Even Aiden halted. "Not even after knowing that I am not an angel as you have thought me to be?"

She paused before a soft chuckle escaped her lips. "Who told you that I ever thought of you as an angel? Sorry, but I never weaved any myth around you." She paused briefly, only to continue, "To me, you have always been very human —one who has both the dark side and the good side. And I have accepted them both."

Arwen didn't know what pushed him to think that, but she just wanted him to stay reassured that no matter what happens, she would never choose to leave him.

Leaving him was just not an option for her.

"By the way, how have you been selfish?" she asked after a beat of a moment. "Did you do something that was not morally right?"

To him, she was his morals.

"Yes," he admitted. "I set the trap to capture something that I have long craved. I lied and played dark just so that I could succeed in getting what I couldn't bear to lose."

As he said that, he remembered how he delayed acting over Arwen's miseries just so that Ryan gets eliminated from her life completely. He had sworn to protect her, yet he had let her get hurt in the hands of others who didn't even deserve to touch her.

"Oh," Arwen's reaction came subtle. She didn't say more and but she paused as if she was thinking about something.

When Aiden didn't hear her speak for a long time, he asked, "What? Reconsidering your words?"

She immediately hummed in refusal. "Why would I reconsider? As I said, I never took you as an angel. You are a human, and humans act on their benefits. So, what's wrong if you acted on yours and got what you always wanted?"

He paused, and his brows furrowed at her words. A flicker of doubt flashed in his gaze before he asked, "How do you know I got what I wanted?" He had been noticing for a while now, and he could tell that there was something different about her recently.

And her words just now, only made him feel it more strongly.

Arwen paused for a second and then laughed. "What's there to know in it? Since you have well crafted a plan to get you loved so much, I don't have to ask to know that you must have succeeded in making it yours."