Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 493

Aiden paused, watching her stare out of the window. His heart ached at her weak request.

Here, he was willing to give her the entire world —yet all she craved was just … a hug.

Just how lonely had she felt in that crowd?

He didn't respond right away. His eyes remained fixed on her, watching in silence until she finally turned to him —looking so vulnerable it twisted something inside him.

"Please," she said again, wrapping her arms around herself, as if trying to shield herself from the coldness of the world.

She wasn't crying. But he could see the tears shimmering at the corner of her eyes, and it broke him to know she was trying so hard to hold them back —even around him.

He clenched his jaw, fighting the anger burning inside him —not at her, never at her, but at those who had pushed her to this edge.

Still for her sake, he forced a soft smile and opened his arms.

She hesitated only a moment before scooting closer, then slowly melted into his warmth.

Aiden wrapped his arms around her protectively, pulling her against his chest.

"You don't have to ask, Moon," he whispered, his voice rough with emotion. "They are yours … I am yours."

But Arwen said nothing. She remained still, curled into him, her face buried in his chest —away from his eyes.

At this moment, she didn't want him to see her …

She didn't want him to look at her weak, vulnerable … when she had seen him making efforts to make her strong and powerful.

He would be disappointed —and she didn't want to disappoint him after disappointing everyone.

Aiden didn't push, either. He just let her be —however she needed to be —as long as she let him stay by her side.

The car soon pulled up in front of the Winslow Residence, the sleek gates parting silently to welcome them.

Neil, who had been driving all the way in thoughtful silence, finally spoke. "Sir. Madam. We have arrived."

Aiden gave a small nod, and understanding the instruction, Neil stepped out and circled to open the door for them. "Sir," he said, waiting.

Arwen stirred, starting to pull away, but Aiden gently held her in place.

"It's fine," he murmured, his voice low and calming. "Let me do it."

She looked up, uncertain. But she nodded, because somehow, in all the chaos in her life, she had come to trust him —even when she couldn't trust herself.

And then she felt it, his arms sliding under her legs and behind her back, lifting her up with quiet strength.

She didn't protest.

She let him carry her.

Her arms wrapped around his neck, and she let her head fall on the crook of his neck, taking in slow breaths.

Aiden walked her inside, and the moment he did, Mr. Jones came to greet them. However, he halted without approaching them at a distance.

Watching them ascend the steps, he stood behind until they disappeared from his vision.