Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 446

Ending the call with Eric, Olivia re-entered Selene's room. Her expression seemed more confused than before … like she had come to realize something she didn't know how to communicate.

"Did you inform Eric?" Selene asked as she glanced up at her assistant seeing her returning.

Olivia hesitated but then nodded. "Yes, I did tell him, and he said he would see what he could do. Your schedule had a lot of things and everything can't be put on hold. If we do, then it will come with heavy loss."

If it had been any other model, they would have panicked, at least for a few fractions of a second.

But Selene?

She didn't seem to care.

And seeing her unbothered like that wasn't a surprise for Olivia, after all, she was the rich heiress of Martins, one of the richest families in New York, and modelling was one of just a passing interest for Selene.

At one time, she might have put in her hard work and efforts to rise to the title of the top model in the industry, but those efforts were never ought of passion or some dream.

It was ought of some other reason —one that never came in the light of the day.

"Oh," Selene nodded. "Then I will leave it on him. I am sure he knows what to do." With that, she once again started scrolling through her phone.

Olivia stood there for some seconds, staring at Selene. In her mind, she seemed to be restructuring her question again and again because it was very clear in her expression. But no matter how long she tried to restructure it, she couldn't bring herself to put her question in a way that would hide her doubts.

In the end, she chose to simply ask it away.

"Ma'am, do you mind if I ask you something?"

Selene didn't lift her head up to look at her. Rather she hummed to cue her to go ahead.

"When you asked to cancel all your appointments and free us the schedule, you said it's because you are waiting to meet someone? Is it Aiden Winslow that you have been looking forward meeting to?"

As she asked pure hesitation was laced in her tone. She dreaded that she might irk Selene in the wrong way and then have to take the consequences that she couldn't afford.

After all, no matter how graceful and elegant Selene Martin looked, it was the mere pretense that she excelled in putting on. Beneath her pretense, she was as spoiled as a lady from a rich family would be.

But to her surprise, Selene wasn't at all irked. Instead, a soft smile lifted the corners of her lips.

She nodded, responding to the question Olivia had asked.

"Yes, it's him. So, be mindful when he calls. Don't reject it," she spoke giving one of the rarest kindest smiles Olivia had ever seen.

However, what surprised her more was not her smile, but the fact that it was truly Aiden Winslow.

Meanwhile, back in Cralens,

Arwen just sat as the doctor went through her reports.

"Mrs. Winslow," he said, his voice coming calm. "I have seen through your reports and everything looks fine. Your body is doing perfectly fine. Your restlessness must be because of the stress you have been recently taking."

Arwen had expected him to say that, but she wasn't here to hear this. She wanted to confirm something.

"Doctor, I can understand that but still I feel there is something wrong with me. I feel like I have forgotten something and recently I have been dreaming of the things I have no memories of," she paused before adding with a serious furrow between her brows. "So, my sole reason for coming here today is to ask you, if it's possible that I have been dreaming about the past that I have forgotten?"

The doctor stared at her for a moment, as if thinking something. After a thoughtful pause, he said, "There have been cases recorded where the patients have come across their forgotten memories in their dreams. But that's not very common."

He paused before asking, "May I ask if you previously suffered from any kind of amnesia where you have forgotten anything or the people around you?'

Arwen paused at that.

Did she suffer from amnesia?

Maybe yes, she did. Otherwise, how else she couldn't remember the face of the boy she often sees in her dreams?