Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO Chapter 421 421: She had fallen for him

Arwen was taken aback when she heard him. For a mont, she didn't know how to react. Her heart felt weirdly clogged. She wasn't sure what she had been expecting to hear —but it was definitely not that.

He said he would let her go …

Of course, he would. After all, she was the woman he married on a whim. Their relationship over ti might have gotten better —he had been treating her the best —but that was all because she was his wife.

But how did she forget that she wasn't the woman he loved?

She was not.

She had let her delusions misguide her …

What the hell was she even thinking? That she was the girl he had been treasuring in his heart all these years?

Where did she even get that confidence?

A smile of mockery curled her lips as she laughed softly, waving off the discomfort building inside her.

"Aren't you cruel?" she asked, pretending to make it sound like she wasn't at all affected. "You will simply let go. But in a way, it would be good. I will let fate decide things for . Who knows, it might help find soone who would never let go."

Aiden stared at her, his gaze hardened and his jaw clenched as if he were trying desperately to restrain himself.

Arwen didn't notice. She was too focused on holding back her own emotions. If she had looked at him for just a mont, she would have known that what he said was not what he ant.

She would have noticed that it was him who was hurting more than her.

"It was just an example," he said after a long pause.

Arwen glanced at him and nodded with a week smile. Then pressing a smile wide, she said, "Yes, just an example. Not like I am going to forget you tomorrow. Things like that are more like fiction. In reality, losing your mories doesn't just happen out of nowhere. Yes, that's right … ha-ha." She then quickly blinked her eyes and asked, "Oh yes, you said you ca ho late. Did you have your dinner?"

Aiden nodded. He had sent her the picture of his al, and she had even replied to it. But he didn't ntion it, knowing that she was just trying to evade the topic he had deliberately made awkward.

"Great, that you ate," she nodded again, her lashes already shimring like fragnts of crystals under the effect of unshed tears. "And oh, I forgot to tell you. I got a call from CIB regarding my accident. Today I went to et them and guess what I saw?"

Although she frad it like a question, she didn't actually wait for him to guess. The next second itself, she revealed it.

"They showed the surveillance footage from that night. In that footage, I saw you. I saw how you saved . And I … I just wanted to say thank you!"

She allowed a smile of genuine gratitude to curl her lips. "If you hadn't appeared at the right ti, I wouldn't be here today. You really ca then as a knight in shining armour. You saved and …"

She didn't say any further. Her voice caught up in her throat, and she quickly coughed to clear it out. "It's already late. You must be tired. Go and rest first. I am also sleepy. I will go and sleep as well."

With that, she didn't wait and hung up the call. And the mont she did, the tears she had been holding back all this ti finally spilled over.

She didn't know why it hurt so much when, from the very beginning, she was aware that their relationship started as re companionship, without deep feelings.

Weren't they still growing their relationship?

Even a arrange marriage takes ti to shape. Why was she getting so worked up so soon?

They had just started, and there was still a long way to go. In just few months, what had she been expecting?

He had answered naturally. Of course, if she forgot him and wanted to let go, how could he hold onto her.

She had never given him a reason to hold onto her.

Never.

She had never told him that she had … fallen for him —deeper that she had ever expected. So deep that the re thought of losing him had terrified her today. Scared of the re thought that her feelings wouldn't be reciprocated.

Will she be able to bear it?

The fear made her tremble now. Her heart ached as she clutched it and cried, trying to ease the pain within. But no matter how much she cried; the agony wouldn't subside.

anwhile, in New York —

After the call ended, Aiden had an urge to call her back. But he knew, he couldn't. His fingers clenched around the phone as he rembered just how heartless he had been to let her down like that.

When she had asked him if he would let her go, he had answered truthfully. He would let her go … only to pursue her all over again.

Just he did it this ti.

No matter how many tis he would have to repeat this … as long as it's her, he would willingly go through the sa process again and again, without getting tired.

He hadn't voiced the latter part of his intention. He hadn't let her know that even if destiny sets them apart, he wouldn't let her —he would find ways to bring her back to him. Because when it ca to her, he was selfish.

He didn't say that to her and he knew that had hurt her deeply.

But did he have a choice?

No, he didn't.

And he hated himself for that.

He hated himself for hurting her, knowing it would break her.

He hated himself for being so helpless …

A deep, guttural growl erupted from the depths of his soul as he flipped the coffee table upside down, the sound of shattering glass mingling with his frustrated breaths.

"Argh!!!"

He felt his heart pounding against his ribs, suffocated by the burden of unspoken words.