Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 533

Chapter 533: Betrayal never came from strangers.

Meanwhile, outside —

The car appeared the moment Brenda and Margaret stepped out of the building.

A few people nearby stopped to greet hr, offering polite smiles and respectful nods. Brenda responded with grace, her expression unchanged. No one noticed the slight scrunch at the corner of her eyes —a subtle, yet telling sign of pain —that was slowly making her weak.

Margaret noticed it and reached out to hold her arms, gently to support her stature. "Madam, are you alright?" her voice tinged with concern.

Brenda didn’t respond directly. Instead, she motioned toward the car and said in a low voice, "Call the doctor."

Margaret understood instantly. She nodded and gently supported Brenda into the car before getting in herself.

Once seated, the first thing she did was to call Dr. Han, requesting him to meet them at the villa immediately.

Turning to Brenda, she said, "Madam, Dr. Han will be arriving soon. But until then, he asked me to give you this." She pulled out a small bottle from her purse, uncapping it to get a pill and placed it in Brenda’s palm. "It will help relieve the pain."

Brenda said nothing. She took the pill without hesitation and swallowed it dry. Then, resting her head against her seat, she closed her eyes.

Silence fell inside the car, but her mind was anything but still.

The words she had spoken to Arwen earlier replayed in her memory. Her lips twitched, almost as if in regret, and a single tear slipped silently from the corner of her eye.

She had told Arwen she could now rest in peace, but the truth was far more complicated. Arwen had only ever had her. With Brenda gone, she would truly be alone.

And Brenda knew it.

She had tried —tried so hard —to fight this illness, to delay the inevitable. But she could feel it now, more than ever. Her body was losing strength, her heart growing weary.

No matter how stubborn she was, there was this one battle she could not win.

Her death.

She had made peace with it. Accepted it. She had decided to let go.

But today, seeing Arwen’s eyes —filled with worry, with desperation not to lose her —her heart wavered again. For a moment, she wanted to fight again. Just for a little longer. For Arwen.

But reality struck her back just as quickly. The reality in which every breath has turned a little heavier, every step a little harder. The reality where she knew her time was slipping through her fingers, no matter how tightly she tried to hold on.

She wasn’t afraid of dying.

She was afraid of leaving Arwen alone —especially when Catrin had not yet learned her lesson.

Especially when she had come to realize that Catrin would never learn it and accept the wrong she had done to Arwen.

Granna is sorry, Wennie.

Maybe I won’t be able to keep this one promise to you. Don’t blame me when the time comes ...