Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 154

Arwen sat on the hospital bed while Jason checked her legs. His expression was calm, but Aiden’s presence made the air tense. He stood beside her, arms folded across his chest.

Arwen couldn’t bring herself to look at him, but she could evenly feel the intensity of his gaze. She could tell he wore the same dangerous expression as before, as if he were on the verge of massacring the whole city at any second.

"You are fortunate, Arwen," Jason said, looking up at her. "You haven’t sprained your ankle. It seems you just twisted in the wrong way," he added, pressing a soft smile to cheer her up.

Arwen nodded, trying to reciprocate his smile, but hers barely reached her eyes. "Thank you, Dr. Clark."

Jason sensed something deeper was troubling her. His gaze shifted to Aiden, and when he noticed his hardened expression and furrowed brows, he decided to take the hint. "Although her legs seem fine, I will double-check the X-ray reports to be sure."

With that, he gave a reassuring pat on Aiden’s shoulders before leaving. He had just reached the door when Emyr walked in.

Giving a small nod of politeness, Emyr walked past Jason and entered the room. "Sir!" he greeted, then gave a small bow to Arwen, who reciprocated with a small nod.

"Did you handle them?" Aiden asked. His menacing tone sent shivers down Arwen’s spine.

Emyr, looking all accustomed to such tension, held a calm demeanour and nodded. "We have taken care of them, sir."

Arwen’s brows furrowed, and, confused, she couldn’t hold herself back from asking, "Did you do something to them? Didn’t you say you would spare them if they allowed us to leave?"

Spare them? Emyr coughed abruptly, struggling to hide his reaction to her words. Since when did his boss start sparing anyone who dared to lay a hand on something —or someone —he held precious?

Arwen narrowed her gaze at Emyr. "What’s wrong?" she asked.

Emyr’s gaze darted to look at Aiden, not daring to spill a word. Clearing his throat, he simply dodged the question. "Madam, I would take my leave now. There are still a few matters that require attention. Please allow me." Then, giving a bow slight bow, he quickly exited the room.

As he disappeared, the knit between Arwen’s brows deepened, and she turned to Aiden. "What did you do to them, Aiden?" Her tone wasn’t accusatory, but curious. While she didn’t hold any sympathy for the thugs, she wasn’t sure she wanted to know the full extent of Aiden’s actions.

Aiden didn’t answer her. And Arwen noted the stiff muscles of his broad back. Her gaze looked down at his hands that he had balled into fists, as if trying to hold back the wrath that was on the verge of exploding.