Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 585

Chapter 585: It was mine.

Aiden listened to her, and his brows furrowed in a frown. He didn’t say anything, and his lack of response only made Arwen’s eyes grow smaller.

"Aiden Winslow!" Her voice carried a threat. "You think it was fun. You collapsed in front of my eyes. What do you think? How would I have felt seeing you unconscious like that?"

Aiden’s frown deepened at her words. He moved to sit up. And then glancing at her, he reached to grab her hand. "I am sorry. I —"

Arwen slapped his off hers. "Sorry?" she echoed, disliking that’s what he chose to say. "Really? Tell me what you are sorry for? Is it for ignoring yourself and putting me first like every time? Or is it for making yourself look like you were fine when you clearly weren’t?"

How could he ask sorry from here when she was the one who did the wrong to him?

She didn’t see through his act and simply let his stubbornness win. And in the end, he collapsed —looking so weak and tired.

It felt like she failed as a wife.

"What?" she asked back when she didn’t hear him giving her the response. "Won’t you tell me what you are sorry about?"

Aiden watched her. The creases between his brows never eased. He still looked guilty. "I am sorry for scaring you there. You didn’t —"

"Aiden!" Before he could continue anymore, she interrupted with an exhausted sigh. Sitting in front of him, she looked into his eyes and said, "Do you really think I blame you for fainting like that?"

"You fainted right in front of my eyes like that. Of course, I was scared, but I don’t blame you for that." She reached and pressed her hand against his cheek, gently caressing him. "If I blame you for anything, then it’s for ignoring yourself. How could you do that?"

"You were already not well when you came to my office." She remembered his temperature was already mildly rising when she touched him. "But you didn’t care. All you cared about was bringing me out for dinner. Why?"

Her gaze had softened on him. And when she looked at him like that, he could look away.

"I wanted to show you that place. I knew you would like it."

She did. But when she thinks back, that it was at the expense of his suffering a whole night, she wants to hate it.

But couldn’t.

For some reason, that place seemed special to her.

"You could have brought me there some other day," she said, feeling helpless when he said it like that. "It doesn’t have to be yesterday. Or, was there something special about yesterday?"

Aiden stared at her for a moment, as if searching for something in her gaze. "You seemed lost reading that diary," he said before asking, "Did Mrs. Foster give it to you to read?"

Her brows knitted slightly, and she nodded. He came when she was engrossed in reading the journal.

But what does that have to do with this?

However, given the way his expression changed at her acceptance, she found it weird.

She was about to ask him, but before she could, he looked away, hurt.

Wait, why was he hurt?

"Regretting about marrying me. Are you regretting it now?" fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

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