Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 602

Chapter 602: He didn’t, but she did.

"Queen Sister, I have tried my best, but except for fixing this photograph, I couldn’t do anything else for you," Alice said, her voice tinged with disappointment.

Arwen rarely sought their help. And even in those rare moments, Alice felt she had failed to deliver. She looked down, feeling utterly incapable.

"It’s fine, Alice." Arwen replied, shaking her head slightly, though her eyes remained fixed on the envelope in her hand. She didn’t lift her gaze, nor did she say more.

Her fingers tightened around the envelope. Her heart was thudding against her ribs, loud and uneven.

She felt too nervous to open the envelope and see what was inside.

But she had to ...

Only when she checked would she be able to know the truth.

Only by seeing the photo would she finally know if the Aiden from her dreams was simply a figment of her imagination ... or if he had truly been a part of her past.

A part she had somehow forgotten.

"Queen Sister, what’s wrong?" Alice asked, feeling a little confused. She couldn’t see Arwen’s face, but the way her hand gripped the envelope tightly betrayed her unease —like whatever lay inside would change everything. "Is it something very important to you?"

Arwen didn’t respond at first, but after a beat she hummed. "It’s important," she said, repeating with more emotion, "Very important."

This held the clue to all her answers.

Then, drawing a deep breath, she let her thumb hover over the seal before tearing it open.

Inside was a single photograph —restored with careful precision. The edges were still slight frayed, the colours slightly muted with time, but the figures in the picture were clear.

Her eyes first caught her own image —her younger self, in a school uniform, smiling at the sunlight, shielding her eyes with one hand while the other wrapped around the boy’s neck as she leaned on his back.

And then her eyes went down to look at the boy ...

Her heart stilled.

Her eyes widened.

His face wasn’t blurred anymore; instead, it was clearer to the point that she could no longer ignore it. He carried her on his back with a precise ease.

But that was not what stilled Arwen —it was him.

Even though she had no memory of this picture, she couldn’t forget that face —not when it was so clear to her.

Not when she had been seeing him every day, every night.

"The boy is quite good-looking, Queen Sister," Alice said as she came to take a peek at the picture. "He is one perfectly matching your charms. Do you know him?"

Arwen stared at the picture. She wanted to nod and say that she did. But did she really?

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