Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 603

Chapter 603: Madam, did Sir hide something from you?

Arwen had been waiting to discover it all for a long time. But now that she had finally uncovered it —now that she knew —she didn’t know how to react.

Just the fact that Aiden wasn’t her imagination, but he did exist in her past, felt surreal.

They shared a past together.

And that alone opened the doors to so many possibilities.

Possibilities like ... everything that happened between them wasn’t just fate’s whim.

The familiarity that she felt around him wasn’t just a fleeting emotion born from longing and loneliness.

Their marriage —wasn’t just a coincidence.

They weren’t a coincidence, but ...

Arwen’s pupils dilated as a bold, audacious thought crossed her mind.

If all of this wasn’t a coincidence ... then how could their meeting at the Civil Affairs Bureau have been?

Alice frowned in concern when, even after several minutes, Arwen remained silent. She knelt beside her, studying Arwen’s expression carefully.

Placing her warm hands over hers, she asked softly, "Queen Sister, what’s wrong? Why aren’t you saying anything?"

"Alice ..." Arwen finally looked up, her voice calm but her gaze filled with a mix of disbelief and urgency. The weight in her eyes confused Alice more.

"Thank you for fixing this picture," she said, her voice gentle yet resolute.

Alice was about to brush it off and say she hadn’t done much, but Arwen didn’t give her the chance.

"But right now ... I need to return."

"Huh?"

Arwen nodded, already standing, cutting off whatever protest Alice might have had. "I have to find someone and get some answers. I will leave first."

And just like that, she grabbed her bag and strode out of the room, not sparing another glance back.

Alice stood behind, dumbfounded. Before she could even react, Arwen was already out of her cabin.

"Queen Sister, you are leaving already?" Aled called, clearly startled by the expression on her face.

Sam joined in, looking surprised. "Didn’t you say you had time today?"

"You favour Alice over us, Queen Sister. And we don’t complain," Harris huffed. "But you ignoring us completely is unfair." He whined, but Arwen walked past them without a word, as if she hadn’t heard a thing.

"Queen Sister —"

Nic came and placed a hand over Harris’s shoulders. "Let her go. She seemed to be in a hurry. She will come back another day."

The others nodded, although Harris remained unconvinced. He turned and walked toward Alice’s cabin.

"Alice, come out," he called, "Come out and tell us —what exactly did you say or do that made Queen Sister leave without even greeting us properly?"

Alice came out, rubbing the corner of her brow in both confusion and hesitation. "Honestly, I have no idea. She barely said anything. When I asked, she simply said she had to find someone."

"Find someone?" Aled asked, furrowing his brows.

"Wenna, did you know my Uncle before? I mean, by any chance, could it be possible that you have been the white moonlight my uncle has always cherished?"

Then why had he never told her anything?

Why?

"Alfred," she suddenly called before looking up at him. "You have been around Aiden for quite a while. Can you guess under what circumstances he would hide away things?"

Alfred was taken aback. At first, he didn’t understand what Arwen wanted to ask. "Madam, sir has always been a very private person. Not many people know about him. He would never reveal much about himself."

"That’s not what I am asking, Alfred," she shook her head. "I am asking if he hides away something ever, why would he do that?"

Alfred felt himself in a difficult position. Although he had been around Aiden for years, he never got a chance to know him so closely. "Madam, I cannot be sure. But generally, if people hide things away, they have reasons. Either they don’t want to hurt someone, or they are hurt."

Arwen paused at that.

Revealing the truth wouldn’t have hurt her. Could it be that he was hurt?

She thought back and realized, she had forgotten him. It was pure cruelty. How could he not be hurt?

If she had been in his place and she would have forgotten him, even she would have felt hurt —betrayed even.

How could he not feel the same?

Her heart twisted at the thought, and her finger clenched. She closed her eyes and felt the disappointment spread through her soul.

How could she?

"Madam, did Sir hide something from you?" Alfred asked, staring through the mirror with worry in his gaze.

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