Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 807

Chapter 807: Do you want me to blame myself?

Arwen stared down at Aiden’s tattooed inked name on the underside of her wrist, and a contented smile curled her lips. "Not very long ago," she softly replied. "I had to do something to make sure that I don’t repeat my mistakes."

Aiden looked at her, unable to express what he was feeling inside. Her heart was clenching for her, but at the same time, a knot of fear was relaxing inside him.

"Now, do you believe that nothing could have separated us?" Arwen asked, her eyes glittering up. Before Aiden could respond to her, she raised a finger at him to make him pause before she said, "And actually, do you know this is not just the only thing that I prepared?"

His brows subtly twisted in confusion, and she smiled before shrugging casually. "I had another resort to this as well."

"What was it?" His voice came a lot softer, contrasting as well as complementing Arwen’s excitement.

Arwen didn’t answer her straight away. She instead checked the time on her watch that she had removed from her hand. Her gaze narrowed at the time before she slowly hinted. "Uh – We need to wait for another two minutes, and you will know it."

Aiden’s gaze darted to glance at the watch. He didn’t understand what she meant, and his brows tugged in confusion. "Moon, you —"

She turned up and pressed her finger against his lips. "Shhh ... just two minutes."

He watched her bright eyes and didn’t say anything more. She stood pressing her finger against his lips while watching the time tick by. And he let her.

Just as the time was up, her phone rang, and she pulled it up to Aiden, gesturing for him to take it. "Answer it."

Aiden felt more confused. His eyes went to read the screen, but the number was flashing as unknown. He glanced back at Arwen, and she only urged him to go ahead.

In the end, he answered it by putting it on speaker. "Hello!"

"Hello, Sir. This is Jeremy Moore," the person spoke through the other line, his tone carrying utmost politeness. "May I speak to Ms. Arwen Quinn?"

Aiden’s eyes turned again to Arwen, only to see her giving him another nod. "She isn’t here right at the moment. You can tell me what this is about, and I will pass the message to her."

"Sorry, Sir," the man spoke through the line again. "But I can’t disclose this to you. I can wait in line or call in a while if that gives me the chance to talk to Ms. Quinn."

Arwen smiled in satisfaction, and she finally spoke. "Hello, Mr. Moore. This is Arwen speaking. You can speak now. I am listening."

"Good afternoon, Ms. Quinn," the man greeted softly. "I just called you under our agreed terms. Your thing is still kept saved in our locker. Do you want me to send it over?"

"No, Mr. Moore," she answered. "It’s not required. Thank you for calling to ask, though. I truly appreciate it."

"That’s a job you have appointed us to, Ms. Quinn. Thank you for putting your trust in our services."

And with that, the call was hung up.

The conversation was vague, and Aiden hadn’t understood what it was about, so he asked, "What did you keep in the locker, Moon?"

Arwen glanced up at him and slowly revealed, "I kept us there —safe and secured forever."

Aiden still didn’t understand. And seeing his brows furrowing, Arwen reached again to cup his face.

"I kept our memories secured there so that even if I forget it ever, I don’t forget you. So that even if someone forces us apart again, I will still find you back." She paused, letting the same smile curl her lips. "Mr. Moore didn’t just call me today. He would call me every month, just to check if I needed those memories again. As long as I tell him it’s not needed now, he will keep it safe for us and keep on calling me at the fixed intervals."

Aiden’s gaze brimmed with emotion that reflected the same in the eyes of Arwen.

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