Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 353

Arwen’s eyes turned cold the moment she saw Ryan. Her gaze flickered to his hands gripping her arms, and without hesitation, she shrugged them off, stepping away.

The repulsion on her face was unmistakable.

Ryan’s expression darkened. His jaws tightened, but he forced himself to remain calm. Silently, he took a step forward and lifted his jacket, attempting to drape it over her shoulders. _{ƒгeewebnovёl.com}

Here, wear this," he said. "It’s cold outside, and you are shivering."

Arwen took another step back, rejecting his gesture without a second thought. "Even if I am," she said icily, "I don’t need your coat to keep myself warm. Thanks, … but no thanks."

With that, she turned to leave.

But before she could even take a single step, Ryan’s hand shot out, gripping her arm by force.

A sharp jolt of pain surged through her, but Arwen refused to let it show. She wouldn’t give him the satisfaction if that’s what he was seeking. She swallowed the discomfort and turned her eyes into glacial daggers.

"Take your hands off me, Ryan," she said, her voice cold and unwavering.

Ryan didn’t budge. His grip remained firm, his eyes searching hers as if trying to find something —anything —that proved she still cared.

But she seemed to have concealed it well. He couldn’t even catch a flicker of his reflection in her eyes.

"Why?" he asked, his voice low and bitter. "Why are you behaving like this with me? Why are you ignoring me like I don’t exist?"

Arwen didn’t reply. Her gaze remained emotionless, simply staring at him.

"Arwen, we had something in the past. You can’t just deny it all, pretending like you don’t know me at all." His teeth clenched, his voice strained with frustration. "Just like you can’t pretend to be happy with someone else when you clearly are not."

Ryan had been standing at a distance and watching her all along. He had seen it all —her smile, her flushed cheeks, and the stunned look on her face. But no matter how real those emotions seemed, he refused to believe them.

It had to be a pretension —or else, how could she give such a beautiful smile to someone else?

It must be a lie —or else, how can she get so flushed up by someone else’s talks?

It had to be a lie …

Arwen didn’t falter a bit. Holding his gaze, she lifted her free hand and pried hjis fingers off her arm, her grip unrelenting.

"First, I never denied the past I once shared," she said, her voice cutting through the night like a blade. "You were the one who did, not me. I just found it too worthless to dwell on."

Ryan stiffened.

"And second," she continued, stepping further away, "you don’t hold a position in my life that required me to pretend for you. You are not that important."