Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 420

Arwen tried her best to make it sound as casual as she could. She made sure that her expression didn't betray her, and on the screen when she could partially see herself, she could tell that nothing showed on her face.

However, still at her question like that, she saw Aiden's expression freezing for a second.

It was for the briefest second, but she didn't fail to notice it. She did, and that only made her suspicion grow more stronger.

But just before she could understand why he froze like that, that subtle expression was gone … as if it never appeared ever.

Was he hiding it from her?

"How are you going to be unfair to me?" he asked nonchalantly before getting.

Arwen didn't point out what she had seen before. She just let her eyes study him carefully as she slowly spoke. "I was just merely suggesting a scenario in which I act unfair to you. Umm … for example —what if someday you didn't forget me, but I did? What will you do then? It would be unfair to you, right? How are you going to react?"

Aiden evidently halted by her words, once again. His expression contorted with a kind of discomfort that she couldn't understand. But she could tell the thought of it made him uneasy.

She saw his fingers clenching and just when it felt like his knuckles would crack, she heard him.

"Forgetting someone is not easy," he said, slowly turning to look back at her. "Until and unless someone desperately wants to forget someone, they can't forget just like that."

On the surface, his words seemed simple, but Arwen knew that they held deep meaning within. It was just not what he was saying, he was intending to mean it differently.

She watched him walk back to where he had been sitting before. His expression seemed pretty normal, but his eyes …

Arwen had deeply stared into those deep eyes several times to understand the details of its chestnut brown shade —to the extent where now even the slightest flicker could be easily noticed

And right even when everything in his composure looked normal, she could see the difference his gaze held.

"You hadn't answered my question yet, husband," she probed, before repeating again. "What will you do if someday I will forget you? Forget everything that we share now? Will you hate me?"

Although Arwen had put that question very easily to him, she dreaded his answer.

She was not sure whether she had forgotten him or not.

She was not sure whether they shared any history or not …

But if they shared and she had truly forgotten him, and he decided to hate her … wouldn't the pain equal to or worse than death then?

How will she be able to take it?

Will she be able to find a way to compensate him?

And will that compensation ever be enough?

All this scared her. And made her dread his response.