Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO-Chapter 455: My heart, my soul and me as a whole.

Selene turned around, her eyes bloodshot, locking eyes with Olivia.

Before Olivia could understand what that look was about, Selene lunged forward and grabbed her by the arm.

Olivia tried to take a step back instinctively to avoid her, but froze mid-motion, realizing there was no door to escape to.

She was Selene's assistant. She had to take this —whether she liked it or not.

So, she stood still, letting Selene's finger grip tightly around her wrist, tugging her closer with desperate force.

Did you hear that, Olivia?" Selene asked, her voice trembling with disbelief. "He … he said he is married. Can you believe it?"

Tears pooled in her eyes, but her tone wasn't sorrowful —it was manic.

"He had once said that he wouldn't marry anyone, and yet today, he simply said he is married to someone. How could he?"

Olivia looked at her, not knowing how to respond. Not because she was unempathetic, but rather because she didn't know how to draw empathy for Selene at the moment.

Yes, Selene looked betrayed, … devastated, even.

But Olivia couldn't call it a betrayal.

Betrayal only exists when there was a promise made … when there is something real between two people.

However, she had been following Selene for years now, and even she had no clue that there was something that Selene shared with Aiden Winslow.

It was only today, she saw her desperation. Her obsession.

From the corner of her eyes, Olivia suddenly caught blood in Selene's hands. "Ma'am, you are bleeding," she said, reaching to check her wounds instantly. And it was then she noticed, Selene had hurt her hand, which was bleeding profusely.

It was maybe earlier when she was wrecking the room, when a shard of glass cut through her skin.

"The wound looks deep, ma'am," Olivia said, already reaching for her phone. "I will call the doctor first."

With that, she went to make the call.

Not long after, the doctor came to treat her wound. While he applied medicine and dressed her hand, Selene was strangely silent.

Olivia didn't know what she was up to, but she could tell that it was nothing simple.

"I have put the medicine. It will heal soon, don't worry," the doctor said, turning to leave. "Just make sure the wound doesn't get wet. Rest, it's all fine."

Olivia nodded before escorting the doctor out.

When she returned, she looked at Selene and asked, "Ma'am, how are you feeling? Is it painful?"

But instead of responding to her question, Selene gazed up and said, "Make the arrangements."

Olivia paused, not understanding what she meant. Furrowing her brows in confusion, she asked, "Arrangements?"

And Selene turned to look at her, smiling. "Yes, arrangements," she said. "Arrangements to move to Cralens. We will leave as soon as it is possible."

***

Meanwhile, at the same time, back in Cralens:

Arwen was staring at the watch when Gianna stuffed her last dress in her bag. She had been speaking to her friend all this while, only to realize that Arwen hadn't heard a word of her.

She was there watching her watch as if just staring at it would speed up the pace of time, making the night pass before time.

Hadn't her friend gotten badly lovesick after staying just a few weeks apart?

"Wenna, get a grip, can you?" Gianna said, knocking on the frame of the luggage to snap Arwen from her trance. "You have stayed just fine all these weeks. Now, it's just a night. Can you not make me feel single?"

Arwen didn't understand. Knitting her brows in confusion, she looked at her and asked, "How am I making you feel single? Am I not simply sitting here, hearing you talk?"

"Were you really listening to me? Who are you trying to fool?" Gianna pressed her lips in a thin line before shaking her head.

"I —"

"You were staring at the watch your watch, Wenna, as if that's the best thing in the entire world to watch."

Arwen looked away, embarrassed. "I was simply lost in some thought."

"Yes, thoughts of my uncle," Gianna nodded, staring as if she could see through her friend very well. "Your longingness is so clear on your face that even a blind person could see."

"I —"

"Don't," Gianna stopped her. "Don't reason on that. As I said, I don't want to feel more single than I already am. Instead, tell me if there is anything that I am missing."

Arwen looked down at her bag, and her brows furrowed. "Anna, you know you don't have to hurry and leave like this. Aiden won't swallow you whole. You can stay a few more days, you know, right?"

Gianna shook her head before laughing. "No, I don't know. And I don't want to know. I would leave in the very first hour tomorrow. This would save a lot for me —my heart, my soul and me as a whole."

With that, she closed and zipped the bag, before setting it down the bed. "Done!" she said proudly. "See, packing up wasn't hard. I told you." She then sat down on her side of the bed and took a deep breath. "But hell, it was exhausting."

"I told you to leave it to Mr. Jones. He would have arranged someone to do it tomorrow." Arwen knew how clumsy Gianna was in packing and unpacking.

But more than clumsy, she was stubborn. The more you ask her to leave it for someone else, the more she will do it herself.

"There is no need," Gianna said before remembering something. "Oh yes, I almost forgot," she said before turning to grab her bag to retrieve a visiting card from it. Extending out to Arwen, she said, "Here, take this."

Arwen looked at the card. "This—?" She took it to check while from the side, Gianna explained.

"He is one of the best neurologists in the industry."

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