Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 711

Chapter 711: Only two luggage and that’s all?

Mr. Jones stopped in his steps and turned to look back at Arwen.

She shook her head at him, and he paused.

Her gaze shifted to Selene, who stood three with a triumphant smile plastered on her face.

Folding her arms, Selene stepped closer and said, "Arwen, you remember your promise, don’t you?"

Arwen stared directly into her eyes, unblinking, before nodding.

Selene’s smile only deepened. "Great, then what are you waiting for?" She stepped aside, deliberately clearing the path to the staircase. "Go ahead, pack your things, and leave. Fulfil the promise you have made to me. So that we all can move on."

Aiden’s fingers curled into fists. "Selene, you —"

Before he could finish, Arwen’s voice cut in, steady yet laced with quiet resignation. "Of course, I will keep my word." And then, she flicked her eyes to Aiden, finding panic flashing in his eyes.

Selene couldn’t have asked for more. Watching everything unfolds just the way she had planned, she was satisfied. "Please don’t delay then. Make it quick so that we all can finally be at ease."

Arwen turned to her and nodded again. Then, looking at the butler, she said gently, "Mr. Jones, I will need a few people. Can you send them with me?"

Mr. Jones’s brows furrowed in alarm. He stepped forward quickly. "Madam, you are the lady of the house. How could you leave? Sir would be heartbroken. Please reconsider it. It might just be a misunderstanding. As long as you two sit together and talk, this will be solved. Please don’t make such a hasty decision."

"There is no misunderstanding, Mr. Jones." Arwen’s smile was faint, her head shaking softly as if she had already made peace with her decision. "I am very sure about what I am doing. Please send someone to help me. I don’t want to delay this any longer."

And with that, she simply turned away and walked to the staircase, ascending it naturally. Her steps were slow, but steady.

Aiden watched her go. He couldn’t move. Her words froze him —cut him deeper than any blade. Even though he knew he gave her the reason to misinterpret things and misunderstand him, it still broke him when he saw how ready she was to leave him.

As if walking away from him was the simplest and easiest thing for her in the world.

How could she be so cruel?

Yes, she had forgotten their past. Forgotten him. But hadn’t the days they had spent together now meant something to her? Hadn’t she grown even a little attached?

People wouldn’t even leave their dog after petting then for a few months. How did he become worse than that?

The fact that she was willing to give up on him felt like a merciless verdict —a proof that he hadn’t even made a place in her heart where his absence would hurt.

"Sir, please do something," Mr. Jones urged, his voice trembling with urgency. He looked at Aiden anxiously, almost pleading. "Madam has gone to pack her things. If she leaves the house today, the misunderstanding between you two will only deepen. Please tell her the truth. She may have forgotten you and the past you two once shared, but if you mention it to her, she would believe."

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