Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 821

Chapter 821: Congratulations, it’s a —

Soon, the lights changed, and the room brightened under the overhead lights — a stark, unforgiving white.

Machines beeped at steady intervals, and sterile air mixed with the subtle scent of antiseptic filled the space. Everything was too clean, too still —until Arwen’s first true contraction tore through that stillness like lightning.

"Arghhh!!!!"

Her back arched, and her hand flew out blindly.

Aiden caught it instantly, and the world inside him snapped. "Moon!"

Her soft breaths turned into sharp gasps as she tried her best to contain the patience that only felt slipping.

Her knuckles whitened as sweat dampened her forehead.

Aiden stared at her deeply. His pupils dilated more —the darkness swirling at the edges of his irises deepening into something feral. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

"Husband ..." Arwen panted, grabbing his wrist. Her nails dug into his skin. "It’s ... coming again — ahhh!"

Her voice broke off as another contraction slammed through her. This time, she didn’t just hold his wrist; she clutched it hard —almost strangling it.

Aiden took in a sharp breath. Her grip was so strong that it could have easily drawn blood, but he didn’t so much as flinch in response. He just stepped closer and cupped the back of her, steadying her.

"Moon," he whispered, "I am here. I am right here. With you." His voice was anything but calm. It was dripping with helplessness that was ripping him apart from the inside.

The obstetrician studied the situation and tried to guide Arwen’s breathing. "Mrs. Winslow, breathe slowly. In through your nose —"

Her words halted halfway when Aiden turned and glared at her. "Don’t tell her to breathe slowly. She is breathing."

The doctor flinched slightly, but then carefully said, "M-Mr. Winslow, she will hyperventilate if she panics —"

"She won’t panic." He then turned back and leaned down to Arwen, brushing her cheek with utmost gentleness and care. "Moon, look at me. Only me."

Another contraction hit, and Arwen screamed —a sound Aiden would remember for the rest of his life.

Her hand flew up and grabbed him by the collar, pulling him closer. Her breath came in broken gasps against his lips, her eyes glassy with pain.

"It’s hurting ... Ide. It’s hurting a lot—"

Aiden’s jaw tightened so brutally that his muscles trembled. "I know," he nodded to her. "I know, Moon. I am here. I swear I am here." He didn’t know what else he could do to help her in the situation. But seeing her like this was killing him. Every second of her agony was like a blade carving him open.

She pulled him down again —as if trying to anchor herself. As if holding him to her like that made the pain a little bearable for her.

Across the room, Jason finished instructing the nurses. His expression remained serious, but calm.

"Just proceed as normal," he said, his gaze darting to look towards his friend, who seemed just a step away from destroying the entire world, not just his hospital. "Keep the environment steady. Don’t let him get too overwhelmed, or you will all suffer for it."

They nodded, and Jason turned to leave.

"Aiden," he said, his voice soft enough not to trigger him, "I will be right outside. If anything —"

"Go." Aiden didn’t even look at him. "She needs silence."

Jason opened his mouth again to speak something. However, he closed it without saying anything. Nodding, he turned to leave, but on the way out, he muttered, "May the heavens save all of you. Good luck!"

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As the seconds passed, time felt blurring.

The contractions grew closer and harsher. Arwen felt like the world was splitting apart inside her. Her breaths grew uneven, and between the waves of that unbearable pain, her eyes fluttered, unfocused.

Aiden held her the entire time.

Only, she held him back as though she was dealing punishment. One that she couldn’t bear to take alone.

At one time, she pulled his arm so hard that he almost stumbled, losing his balance.

"Ide ..." she rasped. "I can’t —"

His voice came deep the next instant as though a dark threat to the universe itself. "Don’t say that, Moon. You can. And I am not letting you do it alone."

"It hurts —" she cried, squeezing his hand so hard that his bones cracked.

But he didn’t blink. He didn’t flinch. He didn’t snap, nor did he pull away.

Instead, he brought his forehead to hers. "If I could take it all from you," his breath trembled, "I would. I swear, Moon, I would take every single pain. I wouldn’t let you go through it."

She knew. She looked in his eyes as her chest rose and fell unevenly.

Another contraction hit, and she screamed again.

Aiden snapped. He turned towards the nurses and yelled, "Do something!" His voice boomed, cracking like thunder. "She is in pain!"

"W-we are doing everything, sir —" the nurse stuttered.

Aiden’s fingers clenched, resisting a primal urge that was building inside him. "Then ... do more," he growled.

Arwen unclasped her fingers only to clasp it tighter again. A violent contraction twisted through her body, and she practically pierced her nails through his skin, drawing his blood.

"H-husband!" she cried.

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