HPDBC Chapter 138 Who is this Winslow?
Chapter 138 Who is this Winslow?
Arwen looked at Aiden through the mirror and pressed her lips in a thin line. Turning around, she narrowed her gaze at him. Pressing her hands over her hips, she pouted, "Husband, you already made me accept your condition, but you are still upset. Aren't you putting me at a loss?"
Aiden crossed his arms as he stared at her. His brows were still slightly furrowed in concern while his gaze was steady. "Accepting my condition doesn't make me any less concerned, Moon," he said.
Arwen softened. She could feel his fear, his dread of seeing her hurt and it kind of warmed her heart. She never knew someone's concern could make one feel so relaxed. But here with him concerned for her, she felt it unnecessary to stay concerned for herself.
Stepping closer, she pressed a soft smile over her lips. "I know you worry," she said gently, reaching for his hand. "But I want you to believe me. Believe in the promise that I have given you. Same as I believe that nothing wrong will happen to me with you around."
Aiden's expression softened just a bit, and she squeezed his hand reassuringly. They shared a small moment until Arwen realized something really important that she had been missing.
Glancing at her watch, she said, "Oh, it's already time. I think I should make a move now, or else I will get late." As she completed her words, she removed her hands from his and took a step back.
Although he had been swift in her move, Aiden was still able to feel the slight vibration through her cold skin that she only gets when she is nervous.
"You want me to come?" he asked again, even though he knew she would refuse.
Arwen hesitated. She wanted him to come with her so that she could be calmer. But at the same time, she knew she couldn't ask him today, not when she knew that her mother could wreak havoc over things. She doesn't want him to face that because he didn't deserve it.@@@@
Shaking her head, she smiled. "It's fine, I will handle it," she said.
Ryan's heart twisted as he took in the details once more, feeling the same sharp, unbearable pain that had driven him to drink like retard last night. If it only had been a rumor, he might have convinced himself it was just a prank. But the photos of the marriage certificate, with the official stamp and date, left no room for doubt. Not anymore. The date was clear —it was the same day she had sent him the break-up text, the day when she had for the first time mentioned it. The very day they were supposed to get their certificates.
He never knew she would be bold enough to go and get it with someone else. How could she?
Was this some kind of revenge that she planned on him?
Something that she pulled to make him realize his wrong?
But even for revenge, how could she dare to marry someone else?
Did she not think that this would ruin her chance with him?
That she would lose him?
Did she not fear it once?
The questions filled his mind, racing wildly. And it was then something different stuck to him. Amidst the questions of self-doubt, rose a suspicion of her betrayal. Could all this be her plan? A plan that she only executed at the right time?
His eyes turned sharp as he focused on the name partially visible on the certificate. He couldn't read the name, but the surname 'Winslow' was clear. His fingers tightened around his phone while his jaws clenched. He knew Arwen would never betray him. He doesn't know where that confidence was coming from, but it was there instilled in him, very deeply.
But if she hadn't betrayed him, then who is this Winslow? And why had she married him?