Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 809

Chapter 809: Congratulations, Mr. Winslow, the feelings look mutual!

Arwen stared at him and pursed her lips before slowly nodding. "Fine, if that keeps you calm. But wait," she pressed her finger against his chest before gently poking him to say, "You can’t cage me at home 24X7. I won’t live a life of a prisoner for the nine months."

"You can never be a prisoner, Moon," Aiden said, his tone slightly serious. "Not under my watch."

She rolled her eyes. "The way you are panicking over every small thing now, I feel like I will end up being a prisoner at home for my entire pregnancy. And there is no way I am letting that happen. So, you’d better know what I am not signing for."

"Moon, I —"

"Don’t Moon me now, dear husband," Arwen said, grabbing and tugging at his collar. "Just listen to what I am signing for and what I am not. So that you know where you can control, and where you cannot."

Aiden stared at her, his eyes darting to look down at his collar that was still in her clasp. When he stared back at her, the confidence in her eyes didn’t waver, and that just filled him with inexplicable pride.

He laughed, shaking his head, before giving her a nod to go ahead.

Arwen pursed her lips again, but she didn’t comment on his small reaction. Instead, she went straight to talk about what she had brought up.

"So, yes, fine, I understand that this is our first time becoming parents, and you are a little too concerned about me and this entire thing, but wait there." She tapped on his nose as though to pause him. "You can let your anxiousness control everything. Control me and our baby’s mood."

"I agree with you," she pointed out before explaining. "I won’t let work matters stress me out, and let you handle it all. However, you need to understand that I have always kept myself engaged with work and other things. Leaving them will just bore me, and instead of helping me, it will just stress me out. So, instead of making me forfeit completely for the entire nine months, reduce my workload and hours. That will help us both. What do you think?"

Aiden’s brows tugged together, and just when she thought he would refuse her, she saw him nodding. "As long as you agree to prioritize your rest over your work, that’s negotiable."

Arwen’s eyes brightened, and she at once responded, "Of course, I will prioritize my health and rest first. You won’t have to complain for that."

He didn’t say anything, but his gaze remained on her as though waiting for her to continue.

"The next thing on the list is that —expect me changing," she said, and then eyed him as though it was a very serious thing. "This is the most important one. You need to be ready to accept my worst now. Not just the mood, attitude, or tantrums, but even my looks."

Her eyes dimmed suddenly, and she looked away, avoiding his eyes. "My eating habits would probably change. I heard pregnancy could make you glow up or but as the months would grow on me, my skin might go dull, and I might even put on the weight. I won’t look the way I look now. Even the best dresses would look boring on me. So, when that time comes, I hope you won’t start to hate me. After all, research has shown men often lose interest in their wives when they are pregnant and —"

"I was never just interested in you, Moon." Aiden’s words came carrying an edge in them —one that was subtle but was clearly there. "I have always loved you. Interests can fade away, but lovers can never. Interested can dim down, but love carries no such compulsion, Moon. So irrelevant of the worst of you, my love for you would never let me hate you. Because I am simply not capable of that."

Arwen’s breath hitched, and her gaze blurred with emotion.

He cupped her cheeks before slowly caressing her skin. "You don’t have to grow insecure about yourself, Moon. Because to me, you will always be the most beautiful one. Nothing could stop me from loving you more every other day."

"Stop it," Arwen said, pressing her hand over his lips and looking away to blink off the tears from her eyes. "I am already sold at your words. You don’t have to say anymore."

Aiden’s fingers curled and reached to hook down her chin before turning her face back to him.

Moon’s Dream Garden.

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