Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 345

Arwen stared down at the sketch in her book, and a faint sparkle lit her eyes. "I don’t draw usually," she said, and Mia’s gaze darted back to the picture on the paper.

"Then Ma’am given how well you have drawn him; you seem to have a talent in art. It’s like you don’t need to practice a lot to make it come perfect," Mia replied, but that’s not what Arwen meant to say.

But she wasn’t disappointed at all. After all, she hasn’t told anyone about this before. Glancing up, she nodded. "Yes, you can call it a rare talent because I can’t draw at all."

"You can’t draw?" Mia didn’t understand. Explore more stories at freewebnovel

And seeing her confused, Arwen didn’t mind explaining it to her. "Yes, a rare talent," she said, immediately adding, "Because this talent comes rarely in me." She then glanced down at Aiden’s image she had drawn. "I can’t draw people always. I can only do it when I am missing them and they aren’t around."

Mia wouldn’t have believed it if it had been someone else talking about it. It was so unbelievable.

Like if an artist can draw once, with every stroke of such perfection, how can he or she not draw it again? How can a talent come and go as per the situation?

It was difficult to make sense, but since it was Arwen saying, she believed it.

"So, Ma’am, you mean …"

Arwen smiled and nodded, before closing the book. "He has gone on a business trip and will be back soon but not very soon." Her tone came laced with longingness that was easy to feel.

"You seem to be missing Sir a lot then?" Mia suddenly asked, and Arwen glanced up, a bit hesitant to accept. _{ƒrēewebnovel.com}

But then sighing, she shook her head and said, "See, this rare talent of mine is also a big traitor. Now I can’t even lie that I don’t, can I?"

Mia shook her head. "You can’t; given you already explained why it’s rare."

"See, I told you," Arwen said before laughing out herself.

Meanwhile, back at Quinn Mansion …

After Ryan left, Catrin stood there, staring in the direction of the door. At this moment, the butler approached her.

"Madam!"

"You have handled it well?" she asked without beating around the bush, and the butler nodded in response.