Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO
Chapter 544 - 544: Her diary.

The pause settled over the call, and for a long moment, Beca didn't respond.

However, just when Arwen would have thought that her voice wasn't going quite well through the line, she heard Beca finally speak through the line.

"Everything is fine, Arwen. It's just that Aunt Beca has started missing you recently. Will you not come and meet me?"

Arwen paused at her words, but soon a smile lifted her expression. "Of course, Aunt Beca." She then turned again to check the time on her watch and said, "It's just today, I don't think I will be able to manage. It's already late, and I haven't given Aiden any heads up about my plans either. He might already be waiting for me at home."

"Oh, that's completely understandable," Beca said, almost immediately. "As I said, it doesn't necessarily have to be today. Let me know when you are free. I will book a good place somewhere out for us. This way it wouldn't be very awkward for you either."

Although Arwen hadn't explicitly said it, Beca was wise enough to guess her thoughts. After all, what Ryan did the last time, it had embarrassed her.

It was only right for Arwen to hesitate.

"Sure, Aunt Beca," Arwen smiled, nodding despite the knew that Beca could see her. "I will let you know."

Beca hummed in response.

And with that, they hung up the call.

Putting her phone back in her purse, Arwen glanced at Mia. "You heard that, right?" she asked, and when the secretary nodded, she continued, "Then, help me arrange it. Book me a spot in a restaurant and make sure to check in with Aunt Beca's preferences."

"I will do that, ma'am. Don't worry," Mia said, adding it to her notes.

Arwen smiled. Pushing the chair back, she stood up and picked up her bag. "With that said, I am good to go. See you tomorrow, Mia."

Waving, she left.

Mia watched her leave and followed her out of the office at the same time.

Meanwhile, on the other side, after hanging up the call, Bea's expression turned solemn.

Although she said Arwen, there was no haste; in reality, she wanted to meet her as soon as possible.

Not just because it's been a while and she had started missing her, but because —

Her gaze darted down to the brown leather diary in her hand. She shouldn't have gotten her hands on it, but now that she had it in her hand, she wanted to clear a few things out with Arwen.

Her eyes turned deep as her hands moved to flip it open again. But just when she would have done that, a voice from behind halted her in her tracks.

"Mom!"

Ryan's voice came, carrying a tone of surprise.

But Beca didn't turn to it immediately. Her first instinct was to hide away in her coat.

"You are here. I didn't know," he continued, walking towards her.

Once carefully hidden, she turned to face her son. A small smile lifted her lips at the corners. "Oh, I just dropped by to check if the place is well cleaned or not. You have been living here on your own, and you don't even let me hire a few people to take care of it." She sighed, taking in the clear hint of exhaustion from his expression. "I worry for you, Ryan. I am your mother, and mothers always worry."

Ryan wrapped his arms around her, giving her a small her of comfort.

"You don't have to worry, Mom," he murmured softly, before pulling away from her to add, "I am doing fine."

"Like this?" Beca raised a brow, looking at him top to bottom. "Have you seen yourself in the mirror, son? When was the last time you slept soundly/ You looked like you had been deprived of proper rest and sleep. You shouldn't be looking like this, son."

Ryan avoided looking into her eyes. "It's just about work, Mom. It will get better soon."

Beca sighed in her heart as she heard her son give her a believable excuse. She knew very well that this wasn't about work.

Yes, she knew with Daniel gone, Ryan had to work extra. But this was not just about work. It was about his broken heart and emotions that were reflected clearly in his eyes.

But he has no one else to blame but himself.

He lost it all because he chose to lose it.

Beca didn't want to remind him of his mistakes again. She had done that every time, pushing him towards regret. It was now time for him to start moving on from his mistake.

And he would only be able to do it when he starts forgetting about it.

Reaching up his shoulders, she patted understandingly. "I never believed you less, son. I am sure everything will get better soon."

Ryan gave a weak smile, but nodded. "It will."

"You came early tonight," Beca mentioned, noting it was still early in the evening. And given what she has learnt from Zenith, she knew he had grown a habit of staying late at the office. "I didn't expect to meet you at home. But good that you are back. Since I am here, I will do the dinner for you, and then later we can have it together."

Ryan shook his head hesitantly. "I don't think that would be possible, Mom," he said, continuing, "I dropped by to change my outfit. I had a meeting at dinner later."

"Oh, is it?" Beca blinked in understanding. "It's fine. We can have dinner together some other time. I will even ask your dad to come then."

He nodded, then then checking the time on his watch, said, "It's getting late, Mom. I will first go and change. You can —"

"I will also leave now," Beca interrupted and said, "Don't mind me. I have received a call from your dad. He is almost here to pick me up."

"Okay then. I will go first and freshen up," Ryan said, already turning to leave.

Beca nodded and watched her leave. Only when she saw him disappear from the sight did she pull out the diary.

This doesn't need to be here. She murmured under her breath as she carried it with herself, leaving the study and then the apartment.