Arwen was pacing back and forth in her room when Aiden walked in. His brows furrowed at the sight of her restlessness.
Arwen on the other hand didn’t notice his presence until she bumped into his broad chest. Startled, she yelped softly, stepping back while rubbing her forehead. "Ah! You are back?"
Aiden glanced at himself, then back at her, his lips twitching in mild amusement. "Seems so. Why? Were you waiting for me?"
Arwen pressed her lips together, trying not to smile. "What do you think?"
"I think nothing," Aiden replied with a casual shrug.
"Husband," she began, reaching out to hold his arms before tugging him along with her. "Of course, I was waiting for you. Come here," she said, guiding him to sit at the edge of the bed.
"There is something really important that I forgot to tell you," she added, her tone carrying a hint of worry.
The faint crease on her brow made Aiden expression turn serious. "What is it?" he asked carefully.
"My Granna is here," Arwen said, her voice tinged with concern. "And she … she wants to meet you … tomorrow."
Aiden frowned slightly, his features thoughtful. Seeing his expression shift, Arwen’s heart sank. She knew she should have given him a heads-up earlier. Amidst everything happening, the thought had slipped her mind. Now, she wouldn’t even be able to complain if he said no.
"I know, I should have mentioned this earlier," she said hurriedly. "But … I forgot. It’s fine if you won’t be able to make it this time. I will talk to her and arrange for us to visit next weekend."
She was about to stand up, but Aiden caught her hand, stopping her. Surprised, she turned to look at him, confusion etched on her face.
"Did you prepare her the gifts?" he asked.
Arwen shook her head. "Though she said she was coming, it completely slipped my mind. I only found out she was here when she called me this evening," she admitted, her voice a mix of guilt and helplessness. "It’s fine. I will make arrangements later."
Aiden tugged her hand gently, guiding her back to sit beside him. "Stay here," he said softly before pulling out his phone.
Arwen watched stunned, as he made a series of calls. His voice was steady, calm, and efficient, delegating tasks with precision. By the time he hung up, her jaw had practically dropped.
Turning back to face her, Aiden raised an eyebrow.
"You are coming with me tomorrow?" she asked, still in disbelief.
"What do you think?" he replied, his lips curving into a small teasing smirk.
Arwen pressed her lips together. "I think that recently you have been very busy with the company. Even Mr. Ethan said that things are growing a little complicated since you are trying to shift your headquarters here."
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