Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 607

Chapter 607: Including Selene.

Selene’s gaze followed Arwen’s retreating figure until she disappeared from view. Only then did she turn back to look at Aiden.

But Aiden didn’t wait.

He moved first, walking past her to take a seat on the other side of the room.

Selene’s brows furrowed slightly at his blatant indifference, but she managed to smile and followed him anyway.

Just when she was about to close the distance and sit beside him, Aiden raised his hand slightly —halting her mid-step —and gestured to another seat.

"Sit comfortably," he said.

The implication behind his words was unmistakable. He didn’t want her near.

But Selene chose to ignore it. Nodding politely, she sat down on the opposite side.

She smoothed her dress and then finally brought up what she had been wanting to say all along.

"She seems ... quite possessive. I mean, protective of you," she said, letting out a short, awkward laugh. "I almost got scared when she grabbed my hand like that."

Aiden looked at her, his gaze narrowing just a bit.

"Didn’t she tell you why she did that?"

Selene wanted to scoff. To save her effort —how ridiculous.

She would be a fool if she believed that lame reason.

Arwen had done it to keep her away from touching him. It had nothing to do with the effort. It was about territory. That was clear in the cold defiance of her gaze.

How dare she?

Recalling how she grabbed her hand still made Selene’s jaw tick. Her fists clenched at her sides. But she took a slow, measured breath, forcing herself to stay composed.

"Aiden," she began again, voice softer but laced with restraint, "do you really believe that was her reason? It was clear she was being territorial. The way she glared at me —it wasn’t at all subtle. She didn’t like me around you. She was trying to mark her place."

"She is my one and only wife, Selene", Aiden interrupted her, his tone smooth and resolute.

Selen blinked. "Huh?"

But Aiden didn’t pause to explain.

"She has every right to be possessive over me. And as for not liking you here—that’s her choice. She is the hostess, and also the mistress of this house. She has every authority to decide who she welcomes, and who she doesn’t."

Selene was stunned.

Her lips parted slightly, and her fingers curled tightly into her palms —so tightly that her nails nearly pierced the skin. A faint sting bloomed across her hand.

She had never been spoken to like that by Aiden —not at least when she sat in front of him.

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