Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 232

Arwen’s gaze paused at his words, as if not understanding what he was speaking about. "What do you mean?" she asked, her brows furrowing in confusion.

Aiden stared down at her, his fingers gently brushing her hair, putting them away from her face behind her ears. His gaze was gentle on her face, full of adoration. "What I mean is I don’t believe in coincidences. If something happens, it’s something that was meant to happen —like us."

Arwen raised her brows at that. For some reason, she felt that there was more to his words. But then she couldn’t understand what there could be. "Like us?" she asked. "If we are not an example of coincidence, what else do you think we are?"

Her gaze held a challenge as if she was asking him to refute it and bring her something better.

However, Aiden does not look at all at a loss. Rather he seemed confident as if he had no longer deciphered the reason behind their relationship.

When Arwen saw him like that, her eyes squinted on its one as she tried her best to read him. But his thoughts remained as unreadable as ever. Not able to read it, she asked again, "What are we, if not a beautiful coincidence?"

"Fate," Aiden replied, his voice tinged with unshakable conviction. We are a beautiful example of fate."

His words caught her off-guard, and she blinked up at him, momentarily at a loss for words. "Fate?" she echoed, her voice soft.

And humming, Aiden nodded, his gaze unwavering. "Yes, fate. There is nothing called coincidence. We crossed paths again because we were bound to cross paths, Moon. No matter where you were or for how long we would have remained separated, we would have still found our way back to each other."

"So you believe in fate," Arwen felt her heart flutter at the way his words made their relationship sound —as if they were definite, meant to be together —always. And she kind of liked that idea. —the idea of them finding each other, no matter what. "Doesn’t that sound a little dramatic? I mean what it if really was just a chance? What if you hadn’t been there that day at the Civil Affairs Bureau?"

He wouldn’t have been there? If he could, he would have laughed at that —hard. He was not there by coincidence. He was there because he wanted to be there, for her. So that, he could make sure that she finds him and no one else.

"I would have been everywhere you wanted me to be," Aiden said, his tone firm yet gentle. "As long as you needed me, you would have found me. I was just around you, you just never realized it."

"Around me?" Her cheeks warmed at his words, staring into his eyes. "You are so sure of yourself, aren’t you?" she murmured, trying to mask her fluster.

"Only when it comes to you," he said, his voice dropping to a soft murmur. He cupped her face, tilting it gently so that she stared right into his eyes and witnessed his sincerity. "Apart from you, I have never been more certain about anything in my life."

Downstairs, as she walked towards the kitchen, she heard her phone ring. Seeing Carl’s name on the screen, she answered the call without much hesitation. Since she was informed that Amelia has returned, she hasn’t heard anything from Giselle. She had gotten busy so much that she barely got time to make a call and ask. _{ƒгeewёbnovel.com}