Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 688

Chapter 688: Did you make Arwen sign the letter of severance?

As Idris entered the hall, his eyes swept the place as though searching for someone. But no matter how long he looked, he couldn’t find her. His brows furrowed with concern when he caught sight of Lia, who stood near the centre of the room.

He didn’t ask aloud. He simply stared at her, his gaze carrying a strange yet familiar fear. He wanted to know one thing —and Lia knew exactly what it was.

Her chest tightened. She looked at him with a heavy heart and slowly shook her head.

The moment Idris saw her do that; his knees nearly gave out. He staggered back a step, the weight of her silent answer crashing down on him.

Robin, his secretary, immediately stepped forward to steady him, but Idris lifted a hand to stop him.

He didn’t want anyone’s support. Not now.

He needed a moment —just a moment —to drown in the truth and the regret clawing at him.

This was his fault.

Only if he had realized it sooner, none of this would have happened.

His mistakes ran too deep, and he knew no apology could ever erase them.

But until today, he had held onto a shred of hope. Now even that was gone.

The most precious one in his life —his daughter —was gone.

And the cruel truth was, he couldn’t blame anyone but himself for it.

He hadn’t been the father he should have been.

His daughter deserved a world, but he could not even give her a fraction of it. How did he become such an incapable father in this world?

"Dad, thank god, you are here!"

The voice jolted him from his thoughts, slicing through the heavy silence like an unwelcome blade. His frown deepened as he turned toward it.

The face that greeted him wasn’t Arwen’s. It was Emily’s.

"Dad, I —"

Before Emily could speak again, Idris pinned her with a look so cold it was as if invisible hands wrapped around her throat.

"What did you call me?"

Emily blinked, startled by the sharpness in his voice. She shivered, not expecting him to talk to her so coldly. "I ... I mean to say that thank God you are here. With you, we can finally proceed with the procedure."

Idris’s gaze didn’t ease. Without caring that guests were witnessing it, he coldly asked, "Procedure?"

Emily nodded. "Yes, the procedure of my adoption. The evening was all about it, and the lawyer had brought the papers prepared. But he is simply not agreeing to take it out. But now, ..." she paused, only flicking a small glance at the lawyer, "that you are here, you can tell him and we can proceed with it."

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