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

Selene's expression faltered —just for a second. The smile on her face froze, then cracked ever so lightly.

But Morgan kept his expression calm and at ease, as if he didn't mean what it sounded like.

He continued gently, "Aiden doesn't always know how to treat people the best. Seeing you disappointed would hurt both me and your grandfather. But even then, there wouldn't be much we could do. You know he doesn't quite listen to any of us."

"But he used to listen to me," Selene blurted, no longer able to hold it in. The mask she had worn for so long slipped, and for the first time, the desperation behind her eyes showed clearly. "He might not have treated others the best, but he has always treated me differently."

Morgan arched a brow at her raised tone.

His gaze like that made Slene realize it almost immediately. She caught herself, swallowing hard before trying again —softer once more, wounded instead of angry. "Grandpa Winslow, I am sorry. I didn't mean to speak like that. It was just that I felt bad for Aiden. He isn't as cold-hearted as you think."

She tried her best to give an acceptable reason for her outburst, but little did she know that the man who stood in front of her was someone who had long seen her intentions.

Keeping a kind smile, Morgan shook his head in understanding. Then, gesturing towards the door, he said, "Don't get delayed. You had an appointment to attend. Go ahead. William will see you out."

His gaze then darted to look at William, giving him a cue.

William nodded before escorting Selene out. "Ms. Martin, please."

Selene could only smile and leave.

Seeing her car drive out of the premises, William returned, his expression as serious as it could be.

"Sir, Ms. Martin seemed to harbour unrealistic feelings towards Young Master. Do you think we should do something?"

Morgan's gaze remained clear. Sitting nonchalantly, he shook his head, "We did what we could. Now, if she is not ready to accept it, there is nothing that we could do to save her."

William didn't understand. His brows tugged together in confusion. Not holding in, he spoke out to ask. "Save her? Sir, are you referring to Ms. Martin?"

He was concerned for the new couple who finally got together after going through a rocky path. Selene was never his concern.

However, Morgan nodded, asking as if he couldn't understand him. "Who else should I be worried about?" Taking the support of his cane, he stood up. "She is the precious granddaughter of my Old Martin. It's only right if I get worried for her."

He then gave a kind smile, turned to leave.

Williams followed him. But the furrow between his brows remained. "Sir, shouldn't we be worried for the young mistress of the family. If not helped, she might misunderstand."

Morgan didn't seem to be worried at all about that. "There is no need for us to step in and do things for them," he said, his voice laced with confidence. "We can help them today, Williams, but not always. They have to learn to face things like this. If they don't, sooner or later, they will separate."

"Only the trees who has faced the storms and have sustained. So, let them face it together. If they fall apart, they will get together again. Because two people who are meant to be together will never separate. And the ones who are not meant to be together will grow apart no matter how we force them to stay together."

He then paused in his steps and turned to look at William again. Noting the creases between his brows, he smiled and shook his head at nothing.

"Don't stress so much. Aiden is a grown man, and his wife is his bottom line. He wouldn't allow anyone to challenge it."

"But sir, Ms. Martin is different." William had his reasons to be worried.

Selene was right when she said Aiden treated her differently. In the face of his usual indifference towards everyone, he had always remained tolerant towards her.

It was for a reason.

But the reason was not easily forgettable.

He fears that when the time comes, Selene might use it to her advantage.

Morgan stared at his butler for a moment before chuckling softly. His soft flutter of laughter like that confused William, making his frown deepen.

"Sir, what's wrong?"

"You have also misunderstood things," Morgan said, shaking his head at him.

"Misunderstood?"

Morgan hummed before resuming his walk down the corridor. "Yes, misunderstood to take Selene to be different. She is not any different from the rest of us."

William followed him, intently listening.

"Aiden had always been tolerant around her, but that doesn't make her different. What truly sets one different from the rest is —patience —one thing that couldn't be given to just everybody."

Morgan walked to his desk before turning to face him. Sitting down, he lifted the pen that he had earlier capped.

"If you think Selene is different, then you haven't seen Aiden treating Arwen." He lifted his gaze back at him and smiled. "Do one thing. Go and arrange."

"Arrange?" William asked, confused. Usually, he could read the instructions without much of an explanation. But right now, he was simply too engrossed to notice what he was expected. "What do I need to arrange, sir?"

"Arrange a trip to Cralens. We would be leaving soon." Morgan said, before focusing back on writing the book.

William was dumbfounded for a second. But soon he recovered and asked to confirm, "Sir, you want to go to Cralens?"

"Mhm-hm," Morgan hummed. "The last time we cancelled. But this time, we must go."

He looked up, his expression both amused and resolute.

"After all, I need to show you the difference between tolerance … and patience. Seeing you worried unsettles me. At this age, I want to live in peace —both mental and physical."