Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 272

Aiden’s expression held no glimmer of warmth. He seemed to have paused to hear Gianna speak so much which gave her the confidence to receive a response. But she should have known, that confidence was enough something impossible.

And receiving an explanation from her Uncle was one of those impossible things.

"What gave you confidence that I would care to explain to you?" Aiden’s cold tone cut through the air, sending a shiver down Gianna’s spine.

She froze momentarily, speechless. She had spoken so much, hoping to make him understand that Arwen was no mere friend to her, that she wasn’t someone he could belittle or bully. But now, it seemed like her words had fallen on deaf ears.

Was she not being expressive enough? Or was it he, who lacked EQ greatly?

Aiden spoke in a tone that was self-sufficient to ward off any further discussion over the topic. Hence, he stood no longer there. Turning on his heels, he was ready to walk back when Gianna realized she was brushed aside.

Not knowing how else to get her answers, she decided to do the last bit she could within her capabilities. "Uncle," she called out, her voice louder than before. "I might not know what plans you have but I want you to remember always: Arwen is my soul sister, my best friend. If you ever bully her, I won’t care how much I have revered you in the past. I will come at you and make you regret it for the rest of your life."

Aiden’s steps paused suddenly, but he didn’t turn to look at the girl again. With his back towards her, he asked, "Was that a threat?" His voice was threateningly calm, instantly making the air of the oppressive.

Gianna struggled under the effect. Clenching her fingers, she tried to muster up the courage. But no matter how she tried, her Uncle’s aura was too intimidating. "I–If you want to see it as a threat. I don’t mind, Uncle," she stammered. "I just want you to know that Arwen is not alone. She has —"

"I don’t want my wife to be anyone’s concern," Aiden interrupted sharply. His words might have come abruptly, but they didn’t carry any haste, as if those words weren’t something he thought of at the spot, rather they were something he had believed —since always.

Gianna was stunned. She tried to find the right words to speak to counter him, but Aiden cut her off again, his tone quieter but no less commanding.

"And about your threat," he continued, "I would like you to reconsider it before voicing it ever again. I may have tolerated it this time because you are someone she seems to care about, but don’t take my patience for acceptance. Threats aren’t something I take silently."

Gianna knew it better than anyone. If she hadn’t cared for Arwen more than she cared for herself, she wouldn’t have dared. But …what does he mean by that?

He was ready to tolerate her because of Arwen. Since when did her Uncle start giving anyone such importance in his life? Over the years, she never heard him caring so much about anyone. Has she really been overthinking all this while?

Could their meeting really be just a coincidence with no ploys involved?

While she was caught in her thoughts, she didn’t notice that Aiden had already strutted away. When she glanced up, he was gone.