Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 605

Chapter 605: It was her.

The sight in front of her eyes made Arwen pause in her steps, and she stopped.

She hasn’t sensed wrong. Aiden was there, sitting in the living room, probably waiting for her. But he wasn’t there alone.

Her eyes darted to look at the woman who sat next to him, with her one hand on the way to press again Aiden’s forehead.

She didn’t know who she was, but the way she was so comfortable in her house, she didn’t look like someone unfamiliar with the place.

Who was she?

For some reason, the proximity she shared with her husband at that moment didn’t settle well with her. She was about to interrupt her when a voice made her head turn.

"You are back?" Aiden asked, his lips curling up in a faint smile, just as it has always curled seeing her back home.

However, Arwen didn’t respond to him. She just stared at him as if making sure of something. Her gaze slowly turned to look back at the woman, and oblivious to her, the displeasure she felt in her heart became obvious on her face.

Aiden followed her line of gaze, and his brows drew together. He stood up, tucking his hands in his pants’ pockets, and it was then she realized, there was never any proximity —it was just the angle.

From where Arwen stood, it looked like they were too close together when, in actuality, there was a decent distance between their bodies.

"Since you are already back, why are you still standing there?" Aiden asked, already advancing in her direction without caring about the woman who remained behind him, looking a little dissatisfied.

Arwen didn’t mean to notice it, but somehow it was too clear to her eyes. But then, she didn’t want to assume things just like she did a moment ago. Easing up, she turned her attention to her husband and simply shook her head at him in nothingness.

"You have got a guest at home," she said, jutting her chin behind towards the woman who stood at a distance.

Aiden didn’t turn to look. His gaze remained fixed on her face as he brought his one hand out, reached up to her face, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear gently with practised ease.

"So what?" he said softly but loud enough to be heard clearly. "You are the hostess of the place. If we have a guest at home, you need to take both the rightful authority and responsibility." His hand rested on her cheek, his gaze as doting as ever.

For a second, Arwen got lost in them. But then, she felt someone’s pointed gaze on herself, and her attention shifted. She looked at the woman and her brows subtly knitted. "Won’t you introduce me?" she asked, her eyes returning to Aiden, her brows softening in the process.

He nodded before reaching to take her hand into his and intertwining their fingers. "Come with me."

She smiled and let him guide her inside. Although she didn’t want to assume it, the hostility in the air was too thick to be ignored. And she was curious to know the reason behind it.

"Aiden —"

"This is my wife, Selene. Mrs. Arwen Winslow." Aiden introduced, interrupting Selene’s words without any hesitation. "And ..." His eyes turned to Arwen, to introduce her to the woman, "This is Selene Martins, a close acquaintance of mine."

Arwen’s brows arched at his choice of words. She repeated, "Close acquaintance?"

That title felt familiar, yet quite unfamiliar. Close, yet distant.

"And then you two became —" ’friends?’ Arwen was about to clarify that, but before she could, Selene spoke in quite a hurt tone.

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