Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 411

"Let her go?" Arwen asked, amusement laced with disdain as she stared at him. "For you? And for the promise that you gave to her dying brother? Sorry, but who do you think you are?"

"Arwen, I —"

"At the very least, you weren't the one who suffered the pain I went through that night?"

She took a small step forward, her presence suffocating, forcing Ryan to step back subconsciously.

"I—"

"You weren't the one who saw death wrapped in a cape of regret and disappointment, creeping closer with every second," she continued, her voice low but razor-sharp. "And you definitely weren't the one paralyzed by the fear that the next second —your next breath —could be your last in this world."

Her words hit like a storm, each syllable laced with the pain he had never tried to understand.

"Since you haven't seen or experienced anything of the sort, you don't get to decide whether I let her go or not."

"Arwen, I am just —"

Before he could finish, Arwen interrupted him letting out a dark chuckle, the sound devoid of any humor.

"You know what Ryan? Just when I thought you couldn't be any more shameless, you went ahead and proved me wrong." She shook her head, her disappointment evident and then turned to walk past him.

This time Ryan didn't stop her.

His shoulders slumped as she walked past him, their arms brushing, yet the distance between them felt to be getting wider.

He closed his eyes, feeling the weight of shame pressing down on him. He knew what he was asking was wrong. But still, he couldn't bring himself to break the promise he made to Zeke.

Just as he thought she was gone for good, she paused.

"And one thing more, Ryan."

Her voice was calm, almost indifferent, but when she turned to glance at him over her shoulders, her eyes carried the weight of finality.

"Sending Delyth abroad and ensuring she never returns has nothing to do with me. Protect her, or do whatever you want with her —I don't care. But if you think that I will let her go for what she did to me, then you are wrong. Even if you hide him in another world, I will find a way to make sure she knows what the dread of death looks like. I am not letting her go at any cost."

Saying that, she walked away, her steps confident and unwavering.

Ryan turned to look her way. The more the distance grew between them, the farther she felt —like a dream slipping beyond his grasp.

Approaching the car, Arwen slipped inside the car without another glance back.

"Let's leave," she instructed.

Understanding her order, Alfred started the engine and drove away from the premise. _{freeweɓnøvel.com}

The silence in the car was thick, charged with unspoken tension. Mia, sensing Arwen's foul mood, remained quiet for a long time. But after a while, she could no longer hold back her curiosity.

Turning slightly, she hesitated before asking "Ma'am, do you have any instructions for me?"