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

Gianna took in a long breath before exhaling out deeply. Turning towards Arwen, she reached out to grab her hands. Staring into her eyes, she said, "The emotion between them goes beyond hatred, Wenna. Sometimes, things aren't as simple as love or hate. And when it comes to uncle and grandpa Dafydd, it's even more complicated."

Arwen's brows furrowed but she didn't interrupt Gianna. Knowing the little she had come across; she had already expected it to be complicated. But up to which extent, she does want to find out.

"Uncle is not just an unwanted child," Gianna spoke, her tone laced with an empathetic sadness, "he is also the child from the woman my grandfather never wanted to marry."

She then chuckled softly at some thought as if she found it funny. "It was not like he was forced to marry her. He did it to get easy access to his inheritance."

"Grandmother Morwenna, uncle's mother was a very pretty lady, the best one, among the best, kind and gorgeous. If not for Grandfather Dafydd, she would have lived a happy life with someone else. But he married her, all the while hiding the secret of his other family —a family where he had already given the title of legitimate wife to someone else."

"It was too late when grandmother Morwenna came to know about this truth. And when she did, she left without a word, breaking all ties without any question." As Gianna spoke, admiration became clearer in her eyes. "No one knew where she went. It was after a long time my great-grandfather came to know that she was here, living in Cralens, raising a child alone. Can you believe the courage she had at that time?"

Gianna asked, clearly carrying a gaze of respect in her twinkling eyes. "Single parenting is never an easy feat, yet she decided to do it even knowing that she had access to all the luxuries. As long as she would have gone back, she would have lived a life that many women craved."

"But she decided in the favour of her dignity, her self-esteem. She never turned to look back, not even when she came to know that she was under the grip of an incurable illness. Only when she realized that her son would be left all alone in the world after her, did she decide to go back. It was for him; she lowered herself and returned to the place she would have never."

"Uncle was a kid, but he blamed himself. For years, he hated himself, but he hated someone else more. Dafydd Winslow. He never knew who was his father, and never cared to know as well. But when his mother died, he knew who to blame it for." Gianna said, empathy dancing in her eyes. As if, if she had a choice, she would choose to do the same.

Arwen felt the same. She might not know the lady, but she could tell, she must be one of her kind. Such courage, such decisiveness was indeed admirable.

"Great-grandfather blamed himself for everything. So, when uncle returned, he didn't think twice recognizing him as his grandson. He even made it clear with his son that no matter who he brings, my uncle would be the only heir he would recognize."

"All the dreams that Dafydd Winslow has weaved shattered in one day. He tried to retort, but the very next instant, he was warned of getting disowned. That would have been something worse, and that's why he finally relented."

"Over the years, he tried to cozy up with his lost son, weaving all types of lies. But the more he tried, the worse humiliation Uncle served him with. In the end, he gave up. So …" she paused in her mid-sentence, looking up at Arwen, "when you asked if he hated him, believe me, the feeling goes beyond it. He resents him to an extent that if given a chance he wouldn't mind being the cruellest person to him in the world."

Arwen's heart broke the more she heard. She felt bad for Aiden's mom, but more than her, she felt heartbroken for Aiden. He was too young to go through all that.

All this while she thought she had been suffering, but he had suffered the worse.

"That's why I was so scared," Gianna said, once again sighing in relief. "I thought he would try to use the situation to his advantage. Although it never came on one's naked vision, over the years, he tried several times to play underhanded tricks on Uncle. He did everything just so that he could get what he had lost."

Arwen didn't need the details to know to which extent a man like that would stoop to get his objectives fulfilled. However, she was relieved that Aiden was doing fine, regardless.

"Oh yes," Gianna suddenly snapped. "I almost forgot, you haven't met anyone in the family. Have you ever asked Uncle when he is going to take you to meet everyone?"

If this question had been asked before she knew it all, she would have gotten a little enticed to meet the new family, but after hearing all that Aiden had gone through, except for coldness, nothing flashed in her eyes.

Shaking her head, she said, "If they aren't important to Aiden, I don't intend to meet them as well. My husband is my priority. If there is someone important to meet, I am sure he will take me. Otherwise, I am happy with him in my blissful nest."

Gianna was slightly taken aback when Arwen shunned everyone without giving anyone any importance. But then a smile curled her lips and she nodded. "That sounds good as well. Anyway, I have met you already, for the rest, there is nothing good in meeting them. But …"

She paused before hesitating. "But I think you would love to meet great-grandfather someday. He is one nice person who would love to have you around."

Arwen has no perception regarding the old man. She doesn't know him well but even still, somehow, she felt it was partly his fault that Aiden suffered so much.

So, in the end, she still shook her head and said, "This matter I will leave to Aiden. I will never meet anyone he doesn't want me to meet in his family."

He made her meet his friends, and given what she knew, Jason and Jacob were two very important people to him. He considered them more than his family and that was enough.

"Aye," Gianna suddenly raised her tone in a deliberate octave of tease. "How did I only notice this now."

Arwen didn't understand at first. Her brows furrowed in confusion as she looked at her friend. "What?"

"That my uncle has kept you as wrapped to his little fingers as you have him —not an inch extra, not an inch less," Gianna smirked, and Arwen's face flushed before she looked away.

Gianna chuckled when she saw her like that. "And you still say you don't love him?"

"Who said I don't love him?" Arwen defended without realizing it. And it only made Gianna arching her brows.

"You do?"