Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 516

Jason explained, and the weight of his words slowly settled in the air.

Aiden's expression darkened with each passing second.

Noticing which, Jason asked, "What's wrong? Is there something else?"

"What if I told you," Aiden said, his voice taut with a mixture of restrained fear and frustration, "that I suspect she is starting to regain her memories?"

Arwen was his bottom line.

The mere thought of something going wrong under his watch —with her —was unbearable. _{frёeωebɳovel.com}

He couldn't afford to fail again in protecting her. Not when she was everything to him.

Jason's brows drew together. "You think she is regaining her memories? Why do you suspect that?"

Aiden didn't keep the detail from him.

Jason listened in complete silence, taking in all. His brows drew into a frown. He didn't speak immediately.

Only after a long pause did he respond, his voice levelled and clinical.

"Aiden," he began, "this may or may not be good news."

He leaned forward, his tone turning even more serious. "Oblivion-X —the drug that was used on her —is still largely undocumented. We don't have enough data to draw any definitive conclusions."

"From my research so far, I have come to believe that the chances of her regaining her memories were nearly impossible. But if she somehow gets them back, then something might be triggering it. And that could either pose a risk to her or reveal something that we have yet to understand."

"Something that triggered her?" Aiden echoed.

Jason nodded. "Possibly. I am not entirely sure yet. In conventional cases of retrograde amnesia —not drug-induced, mind you —patients can begin to recover fragments of memory when exposed to strong emotional or sensory triggers. I am just referencing the known possibilities here. We can't jump to conclusions yet."

He paused for a beat, then continued with more resolve, "Give me some time. I will give you a definite answer. Until then, stay calm. Things might not be as bad as we have assumed. There may be a way for her to recover her memories without any adverse effects."

Aiden wanted to believe him, but the fear of the worst loomed large. He didn't voice it, but the dread was written all over his face.

Jason noticed. He reached out and gave the back of Aiden's hand a reassuring tap.

"Don't worry, Aiden. We are all in this. I am here," he said, nodding with quiet confidence. "If I can't help in the field I have dedicated my life to, then I don't deserve the accolades I have received. Arwen is like a sister to me. There is no way I will let anything happen to her."

And Jason meant every word.

Aiden didn't respond, but he gave a small nod. He trusted his friend's capabilities. But Arwen was someone he couldn't afford to risk —not even in the hands of the best.

Right now, though, there was nothing more he could do.

Jason smiled faintly, about to speak, when he noticed Aiden already pushing back his chair and rising to leave.

He blinked, momentarily confused. When he saw Aiden nearly at the door, he snapped out of it.