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

Morgan wanted Aiden to visit the old house. But like every other time, Aiden refused to go decisively.

And knowing that he couldn't force him, Morgan didn't even try.

After all, he had watched the boy grow into the man he was today. And he knew there was nothing in this world that could make him do anything he didn't want to.

"Since you won't come to me, don't complain when I show up."

Saying that, Morgan hung up.

Once the call was disconnected, Aiden simply resumed his work, completely unfazed.

Emyr, however, stood there staring at him, still trying to decipher his boss's previous words.

Although he sounded like a devoted husband, still, something about it felt … off.

Or, maybe Emyr could ring himself to believe it could be as simple as that.

Because even though there was no doubt that Aiden Winslow was a doting husband —one that pampered and spoiled his wife without limits …

He was also a ruthless king in the business world —a man who never cared about pleasing or catering to anyone when standing on the battlefield of business.

And right now, that's exactly where they were …

To an outsider, the company's current state might just seem chaotic. But as an insider, Emyr knew it wasn't just some mere turbulence —it was a war they had been anticipating all this time.

The only difference?

It arrived earlier than expected.

"You have something to ask?"

Aiden's voice pulled Emyr from his thoughts, snapping him back to the present.

Blinking, he quickly reassessed the situation, realizing he hadn't missed any instructions.

But given how calm his boss sounded; he knew Aiden had already noticed his lingering curiosity.

Shaking his head in response, Emyr finally voiced the question that had been keeping him on the toes.

"It's nothing. I was simply thinking … why did you not agree to use Chairman Winslow's shares? With that percentage of the shares, you would have easily gained the absolute control over the Winslow Global."

Even as he asked, Emyr knew he was repeating a question that had already been answered.

Earlier, Aiden's response had been vague. And Emyr simply couldn't believe the reason was as simple as that.

Aiden's pen halted mid-air, and for a moment, Emyr expected to receive a deeper, more comprehensive explanation.

But instead, what he received left him further dumbfounded for a minute.

"She won't like signing the same paper twice."

The words of the reason rolled off his tongue effortlessly, as though they had always been there, waiting for the right moment to be spoken.

Emyr was stunned. "..."

At first, the meaning of those simple words eluded him.

But then, realization struck.

It wasn't about signing the share transfer agreement twice …

Rather, what his boss actually meant was that there was no need to create a hassle when, in the end, everything has to belong to the lady.

Others might not know, but Emyr —who had himself handled all property transfer agreements —knew well that on the very first day of the marriage, his boss had transferred all his properties and assets under Arwen's name.

Now, simply put —even if people know him as the partial owner of Winslow Global, yet on paper, he was nothing more than a salaried employee in an executive position.

To be more exact —

Aiden Winslow, the billionaire known across the globe, was just an employee working for his wife.

Emyr was no longer speechless …

Instead, he felt stupid. How could he forget the role of the ruthless king of the business couldn't compare to the role of devoted husband?

Because, in the end, nothing could match the value of the boss lady in his boss's heart.

"What happened to today's dinner?"

Aiden's voice again pulled Emyr out from the trance. He quickly blinked to recover his composure before responding.

"Your dinner should be on its way," he then checked his watch and added, "It will be reaching in probably next ten minutes."

Aiden nodded. Returning to the papers again, he mentioned. "Remember to send someone to the family relatives."

Emyr nodded, understanding the instruction well.

Even though Aiden hadn't explained much, he understood why it was so important.

Even if the Winslow relatives hold petty share counts, it still held the importance in the current situation. They can't afford to let them fall into the hands of an outsider.

Meanwhile …

At the same time, in some private room, all the relatives have gathered to discuss the situation they were stuck in.

Although they were already pushed into a corner and there was no way of escape left for them, they were still not ready to give up the shares.

"How did we end up like this?" one of the relatives asked, sounding desperate. "Didn't we just go to make the old man push Aiden off from the position of company's President? Then how did we end up getting forced into transferring our shares to him instead?"

"Those are our shares. How can we simply transfer it to Aiden?" another one voiced out his concern. "If we do it, it will only strengthen his position in the company. And then we would hold no position against him. No, we can't do that. We can't sell our shares to him."

"We have no other choice left," someone said, shaking their head. "Uncle has already tried up in this situation. Now if we refuse, we will be seen as traitors and that will anyway weaken our position."

"Did we even have a position in the company?" another one scoffed. "In the eyes of the people, we have just been nothing but the parasites, leeching off the Winslow family name. Is there even someone who respects us? Weakening the position will only make us worse than the worthless insects."

"Sigh! We just had one chance to get the upper hand. But we even lost that," someone lamented. "Do we really have no way to escape?"

At this moment, someone said, "There is a one way."

And at the mention of it, everyone turned their gazes to the person who proposed a ray of home.

"What way? Tell us about it."

But instead of giving any explanation, the man mentioned just one name. "Dafydd Winslow!"