Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 791

Chapter 791: Everyone is going to suffer the worst.

Before Catrin could react to Selene, a sudden sound of gunshot rang outside, stunning them all into silence.

Catrin flinched at that sharp sound, her frame jerking in the effect slightly. Her eyes widened in alarm, while Selene froze on the spot. Her body stiffened, instinctively sensing the danger. The danger she could now easily perceive.

And just after, a group of men entered the laboratory. They were all dressed in black uniforms, moving in with a crisp precision, stationing themselves to secure every corner of the room. Their coordinated movements made it clear —this wasn’t a random intrusion. They meant to seal the entire place.

"Who are you people?" Catrin demanded sharply, a frown creasing her brows. "Why are you trespassing on my property? Don’t you know breaking in like this is against the law?"

"So, you do know that’s it’s against the law?"

None of the men answered. Instead, a cold voice pierced the air from the doorway, accompanied by the steady, aggressive rhythm of approaching footsteps.

Catrin turned towards the source of the voice.

Selene was first to recognize it. Her blood ran cold. Her initial instinct was to retreat, to find some corner to disappear into. But the moment she tried to move, her gaze collided with a pair of sharp, icy eyes that rooted her to the spot.

"What are you doing here?" Catrin asked with quite clear displeasure laced in her tone.

Aiden strode in, his expression carved from stone, and his presence quite commanding in the room. His gaze locked onto Catrin with an unflinching intimidation.

"You shouldn’t be surprised," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "The moment you took my wife; you should have known that I would find you —even if I had to cross hell itself to get here."

Each step he took forward made Catrin instinctively take a step back.

"I didn’t bring her to any hell," she retorted with a frown. "And I am her mother? More than anyone else, I care for her."

Aiden’s jaw tightened at the word ’mother’. He had never hated that word, but hearing it from Catrin’s lips filled him with a violent surge of anger. His fingers curled into a fist at his side, then he lifted his chin slightly toward Emyr and Tariq standing behind him. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

They understood the signal immediately.

Before Catrin could react, a few men moved swiftly to restrain both her and Selene.

"What — what are you doing? Let go of me!" Catrin struggled, her composed demeanour shattering.

"Aiden, I didn’t do anything. Let me go." Selene shouted, thrashing wildly, but the men held her down with the same practised ease she had remembered from the last time. Panic clawed at her throat —especially when her eyes met with Tariq’s. It was as though he was waiting for something —something crueller than the last time.

She couldn’t help but feel the shiver creeping up her spine, dreading it to her core. Selene had believed that as long as she wasn’t directly involved, she would stay untouched. She hadn’t expected to be caught at the scene itself. Now, no excuses seemed convincing enough to save her.

Aiden didn’t spare them another glance. His focus shifted immediately, scanning the room —searching for the one he was here for. His gaze was steady, but carrying the fear, the desperation.

And then he saw it.

On a narrow metal bed in the centre of the last, Arwen lay unconscious, pale and unnervingly still. Beside her stood a man in a lab coat, fiddling with a syringe.

His entire being went frigid. He charged forward, his movements sharp and purposeful.

The doctor flinched under his gaze. He staggered back, ready to flee, but one of Aiden’s men stepped in and blocked his escape.

Aiden reached the bedside, his eyes softening only when they fell on Arwen. She looked as though she were merely sleeping —peaceful. But that very stillness filled him with gut-wrenching dread.

He closed the distance, his hand gently brushing against her cold cheek. "Moon ..." he called softly, hoping for even the slightest response. But when she didn’t stir. His jaw locked as his finger traced the corner of her eye, where faint wetness still lingered. The wetness of her tears that only evidenced her struggle, her heartbreak, before she fell into unconsciousness.

He rubbed that little wetness between his fingers, and his jaw hardened. His gaze shifted to the syringe still clutched in the doctor’s trembling hand.

"Did you inject her?" His voice dropped to a tone that could chill even the bravest demons in hell.

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