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

She gave up her dream of shining on the ballerina stage —for him. She sacrificed her self-respect —for him. She forgot her true identity —for him. But even after all that, she couldn’t compare to the woman who held Ryan’s heart. Arwen Quinn, heiress of prestigious Quinn family, realized too late that no matter what she did, she would never win Ryan’s love. The future that awaited her was a life trapped in endless misery of a loveless marriage. So, decisively, she ends their relationship and walks away. What she didn’t expect was that in breaking free from Ryan, she had opened the door for Aiden to enter her life — a chance that he had been waiting for. Aiden Winslow, an enigmatic CEO isn’t just mysterious —he is determined, and won’t allow to take Arwen away from him again. ____ Excerpt: Aiden narrowed his eyes, “Are you sure about this?” “If I wasn’t sure, I wouldn’t have asked,” Arwen replied coolly. “Stop dawdling. If you’re unwilling, I’ll find someone else who can get the marriage certificates today.” His expression darkened as he pulled her close. “Once offered to me, it’s mine alone.” Unfazed, Arwen asked, “So, do you accept? If yes, we’ll get the certificates now.” “On one condition,” he said. “I don’t do contract marriages. The woman I marry will be the woman I share my bed with. If you agree, then we’ll—” “Not a problem. Let’s go,” Arwen said without letting him finish, pulling him into the Civil Marriage Bureau.

Scarlet_Shine · 现代言情
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159 Chs

Are you tired?

Back in the car, the air felt a little suffocating. Arwen had just settled in beside Aiden, but she could already sense something was off. Her eyes darted to look at Aiden first, before moving to look at Emyr, who sat at the front, looking pitiful as if he had just taken a brief tour of hell. 

"What's wrong?" she asked, her eyes lingering on Emry a moment before her gaze shifted back to Aiden. 

Emyr glanced back at his boss and didn't know what should he say. 

Arwen noted how tightly Aiden's fingers were gripping his phone, she could clearly see his knuckles turning white. She feared that if he held his phone like that a moment longer, the poor device might shatter into pieces. Reaching out, she gently held his hand before meeting his gaze. She felt him ease up a little; like her touch had effortlessly helped him calm down. 

"What's wrong? What's bothering you?" she asked softly.