Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 530

Chapter 530: You will be embarrassed.

In the late evening —

Aiden and Arwen returned to Winslow Residence. Their ride home had been peaceful —so much so that Arwen dozed off in his arms, staying asleep all the way until they reached home.

"Do you realize you have been spoiling me too much?" she murmured, adjusting her arms around his neck as he carried her bridal style through the front door and up the stairs to their bedroom. "You could have woken me up and let me walk, you know. But you chose to carry me in your arms."

Though she had been asleep when they arrived, the crisp evening breeze brushing against her skin had stirred her awake.

Of course, she could have asked him to put her down.

But why would she do that … when being pampered like this felt so good?

Aiden glanced down at her, his expression softening into a doing smile. "You are my wife," he said matter-of-factly. "If I don't spoil you, who else would I spoil?"

Arwen smiled at that —not just because of the words, but also because of the quiet promise hidden within them.

The promise that this —his attention, his affection, his arms —were hers.

Her smile grew, but she quickly cleared her throat and looked away, hiding it.

"Fine. If that's your belief, then remember it tomorrow too —because if I ever end up completely spoiled, don't you dare complain. You will only have yourself to blame. And definitely not me."

Aiden halted mid-step and turned his face slightly, narrowing his gaze at her.

"Is that a warning, Moon?" His voice dropped, teasing but intense.

Arwen swallowed, their proximity setting her pulse into a flutter.

"Why?" she asked, lifting her chin slightly. "Are you suddenly feeling scared now?"

He didn't answer. Instead, a slow smirk curved his lips as he resumed walking.

Moments later, he reached their room and gently laid her down on her side of the bed.

The plush mattress embraced her as she adjusted herself comfortably.

Aiden, however, didn't leave. He crouched beside her, brushing a strand of hair away from her cheek.

She leaned into his touch, enjoying this little moment of gentleness with him. Smiling teasingly, she said, "If you are scared, you can tell me. I won't laugh at you."

"I am not scared," he murmured, shaking his head. "In fact, I am looking forward to it."

Arwen blinked. "Looking forward to what?"

"To see how far I can spoil you … and still give you confidence to expect more."

Her heart skipped a beat.

But she quickly recovered and threw a light punch at his shoulders. "You —you really want to see me spoiled rotten. Do you know what people would say then? They will say I have kept you wrapped around my little finger."

"Let them say it," he replied with an easy shrug. "I don't mind."

"You don't?" she asked, lifting a brow in challenge. "It's easy to say, husband. But when it actually happens, you will be embarrassed. And people like you don't like being embarrassed."

Aiden's gaze didn't waver. He continued to look at her with that same doting expression.

And when Arwen found him still staring at her like he would give her the world if she asked for it, she pursed her lips. "What? Did you not hear me? I said you will be embarrassed."

"If I am getting embarrassed because of you," he said nonchalantly, "Then I don't mind." _{ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com}

Before she could process that, he leaned in and gave her a swift peck at the corner of her lips, catching her off guard.