Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 170

Idris frowned at that. Glancing up at Catrin, he set the newspaper down. "You are going where?"

"To the Foster Villa, to meet Beca, Idris," Catrin replied. "Why are you asking like you can’t believe I am going there?"

"Because I am actually not able to believe it. You are going to the Fosters?" He stood up, clearly displeased. "Especially after what they did to our daughter. What are you thinking, Catrin?"

"I am thinking nothing I shouldn’t, Idris," Catrin shrugged nonchalantly. "Fosters have been our friends for ages. Do you think just one misunderstanding would break our bond?"

"Misunderstanding?" Idris snapped. "Their son didn’t just mistreat and betray our daughter —he left her to die. What exactly is the misunderstanding —the mistreatment, the betrayal, or the abandonment?"

"Idris, those were just a few childish mistakes. Ryan might have acted coldly towards Arwen, but he deeply cares for her. You would be surprised to know that he was the first one to act when he heard that Arwen wasn’t staying at home and might encounter trouble outside," she said, as though that alone proved all that she wanted to prove. "Mr. Carl said he came here looking for Arwen when he couldn’t find her anywhere. Doesn’t that itself prove how much he cares for her? He had never done that before, Idris. But now he seemed to have changed."

"It only proves his insecurity, not his care and concern, Catrin. People tend to start getting insecure when they come to understand that they are losing something and then they tend to lose their mind when they finally realize they have lost it. Ryan is experiencing exactly that." Idris was a man himself and could read Ryan’s insecurities all too well. "We have turned a blind eye for far too long, dismissing it as childish behavior, but not anymore. My daughter won’t have anything to do with him again. And that’s final. I won’t take a no for an answer this time —not even from you." _{freewebnσvel.cѳm}

His tone was resolute, carrying the authority that left no room for argument. Catrin wanted to refute him, but for the first time, she couldn’t. "Idris, Beca is my friend. You can’t stop me back from meeting her."

Idris’s expression darkened, his fingers clenching tightly as he tried to hold back the rage building inside. "How can I stop you from anything, Catrin? You have never given me that right. Not even after all these years of marriage."

"Idris, that’s not what I —"

"But listen to me very carefully, Catrin," Idris interrupted coldly, without any care. "When it will come to our daughter, I will stop you. Arwen might be your daughter, but she is mine too. And I won’t allow you to disrupt her life anymore —not after what you have done to her."

Catrin’s expression turned ugly as though she hadn’t expected Idris to speak so harshly. "Idris, Arwen is my daughter as well."