Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO
Chapter 550 - 550: Subtle change in flavor.

Arwen heard his voice and turned on her heels to look behind. Her lips pressed into a thin line when she saw him standing in a lazy pose, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed and brows arched up.

"Huh?" she asked back, and he jutted his chin down the wrapper in her hand and the box in the other.

"I asked what's wrong? You look like something is gravely wrong in there."

Arwen paused again and gazed back at the chocolate in her hand. "Oh yes," she said, flipping the box and rechecking the details on its back. "I don't know, there seems to be something different."

"Different?"

Though Aiden knew what that difference was all about, he put on a nonchalance and pretended to be totally unaware of it.

She hummed and continued, "Yes, these chocolates seem to be different. They taste different. Although the flavour difference is very subtle, since I have been having it for years, I can tell it."

He pushed his figure off the doorframe and walked into the room. "Is it? Did I get you the wrong flavour?" he asked.

Arwen shook her head. "Doesn't seem so." She walked towards him and met him halfway. "I checked it. It's the same one that I have been having all these years."

"Then?"

She glanced up at him, shaking her head again. "I don't know. Did you order it from the wrong place?"

"I asked Granna before ordering. It couldn't be the wrong place. If you want, I can call them back and ask."

With that, he was about to reach his phone when Arwen stopped him.

"What are you doing?" she asked, raising her brows in disbelief.

Feigning utter innocence, he shrugged his shoulders. "Giving them a call to ask why it tastes different."

She pursed her lips and rolled her eyes. "You think you can give them the call just like that?" She then mildly scoffed and added, "If we, the consumers, could give the brands a call like that, do you think their phone would ever be free?"

"You, as a consumer, might not reach out like that. But as their new boss, it's not that difficult to keep a check on them."

New boss.

Arwen paused at that. She pointed a finger towards herself and asked in a tone of confusion. "New boss? Me?"

Aiden nodded. "Yes, their new boss. I got the company transferred to your name yesterday."

She blinked, stupefied. "You did what?"

"Didn't you say that you liked their chocolates very much?"

Of course, she did.

But which language translates 'liking their chocolates' to 'having their company in her name'?

Did he understand it wrong somewhere?

"Aiden, you are kidding, right?" She didn't want to rule out the possibility of it to be another joke.

Aiden blinked. "You want to see the papers. Emyr can bring it to you if you." He reached for his phone and swiftly dialled Emyr's number.

However, before it could ring, she grabbed it from him and disconnected it. "It's the weekend today. Let him rest and enjoy."

"But …"

"But, nothing." She tightened her jaws. "I believe that you were joking, and you actually did what you said you did."

Aiden looked down at the box in her hand. Taking a chocolate from it, he popped it in his mouth. "Hmm … not bad," he commented.

And Arwen narrowed her gaze at him, asking, "You want to have more?"

"You are willing to give them to me?"

"Haha … there seems to be no reason not to. After all, now we own the company. As long as we crave it, we can ask them to bring it for us. So, yes, I don't mind sharing." She lifted up the box to him, gesturing for him to take one more if he wanted.

Aiden didn't hold any formality. He swiftly took another before popping it again in his mouth.

Arwen hadn't expected him to be shameless. The moment he took another one, she closed the box, hiding it away from her. "You have had enough. Don't eye anymore."

She then turned and walked back to her bedside drawer to stuff the box back inside. "I don't mind the subtle change of the flavour. So, don't find a reason to covet my chocolates anymore."

Aiden watched her from behind. His stance finally easing. He thought it would be difficult to explain to her. Luckily, he was able to ease her doubt before she grew suspicious.

"It's weekend today," Arwen said, turning to look back at him. "What are our plans? Don't tell me you are busy with something."

They usually don't get the days together with each other. And even this weekend has come after a long time where both of them are at home. She didn't want to see him again, busy with work.

"I have nothing on my schedule," Aiden said, walking to sit on his side of the bed. "So, I am not busy at all."

Her eyes sparkled, and at once, getting exuberant, she clapped in delight. "Perfect! Then what are we doing today?" She paused before listing out all that she had in her general plans. "We never spent our day together. Either you or I have been busy, so this is our first time. Shall we go out? To shopping, go-karting, amusement park or something?"

Aiden stared at her delightful expression and, for a moment, couldn't look away.

"What? Shall we?"

"You want to go on a date with me?" he asked, knowing well her heart.

Arwen paused. But then, putting on a nonchalant expression, she said, "Umm … going on a date with your husband doesn't seem to be a bad idea." However, she then shook her head and continued, "But I don't want to force the date with you."

They never went on a date.

But if they ever go, it would be well planned. Not one decided on a whim.

"Let's plan the date some other day. For today, let's just go out to enjoy."