Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO-Chapter 416: Two choices, and you get to choose as always.

The moment Catrin heard Idris, her expression turned a shade paler.

However, she quickly recovered and put on an aggrieved face, staring at him as if she was wronged by him.

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"Idris, how could you even accuse me of something that despicable? Is that what I am in your eye?" she demanded in a tone that said that his accusation had pierced her heart most brutally. "Arwen is not just your daughter. She is mine too. I was the one who carried her for nine months, sacrificing my comfort. How can you even say that I, her mother, am trying to play against her."

Previously, whenever Catrin would try these guilt traps, it would always work on Idris.

But this time, he dryly laughed as if he witnessed something he had expected.

"Idris —"

"Catrin, do you think I am blind and can't see what you are doing?" he interrupted her before she could even begin. "Or, had my love over all these years made you think that I am a fool and couldn't see through your these little tricks?"

Catrin was taken aback. There was a clear disappointment written across Idris's face.

"Even in the past when you used to make me count your efforts, it was not like I couldn't tell what you were up to. I just agreed to give in to you every time because I thought being your husband, it's not wrong to give in for your happiness. But playing your husband, I forgot that I was also a father, Arwen's father. If only, I had been a father as serious as I have been a husband, maybe today would have been a different story."

He said, and his words like that only made Catrin feel ugly inside. Her stomach felt a knot, that made her heart feel the pain.

"Idris, how can you say all that to me? I am your wife. Over the years, if you have been a good husband, have I not been a supportive wife to you? Don't forget it was me who …"

"… who held the Quinn Corporation to stand back on his feet and Quinn family to get back the foothold in the upper society," Idris parroted her to finish. "I know, Catrin, and I have always appreciated you for your hard work. But if that's at the cost of daughter's happiness, I can't accept it anymore."

"I don't get it, why are you trying to make me the villain of Arwen's life? What did I do?" Catrin asked frustrated, pretending to not understand at all.

Bur her pretension like that only made Idris's expression go cold. Narrowing his gaze slightly at her, he asked, "You want me to repeat? Or, do you really think I don't know what you have been recently up to?"

"Idris, I —"

"You handed Arwen's diary to Ryan. Do you think I don't know? Or do you think I don't know that by meeting Ryan, you are planning everything possible to make Arwen reconcile with him?" Idris hadn't turned a blind eye to all this. He was just waiting to see how far Catrin could to satiate her hunger for control.

But even after facing failure at every step, she was simply not learning her lesson.

Could she not see that she had already lost Arwen, and now nothing could bring their daughter back to them?

Why was she still bent on ruining the remnants that remained between them?

"How could you do that, Catrin? Are you not Arwen's mother?

"Of course, I am her mother," Catrin spoke almost immediately. "If not me who else could it be?"

"Really?" Idris asked as if he couldn't bring himself to believe it. "Which mother would be so self-centred and heartless to not see that instead of doing good to her child, she is pushing her to a pit of irrecoverable pain."

"Idris, Ryan is —"

"Ryan is not one for Arwen."

Before Catrin could even finish, Idris snapped shut that thought of hers.

"He is not deserving of her. The man who could put her through such pains and regrets could never be deserving of her."

This time Idris's words held a finality. His gaze stared at Catrin for another moment before he drew in a deep breath and said, "If you came here to see if we could mend our relationship, then let me answer you."

He paused and suddenly Catrin didn't have the right feeling about it.

Staring at him, she took a step back and then another, before shaking her head at him.

"No, no need," she refused to listen. Her voice was laced with a kind of fear that was very evident in her tone. "I–I d-don't want to listen. Let it be."

But Idris was very sure about it. He had been really been considering it for days.

"Catrin, I —"

"Enough, Idris! I told you I don't want to listen to it now. We will discuss this later when you have calmed yourself. Right now, you are clearly looking agitated."

Her gaze darted to look at the glass of water on his desk. She quickly moved to take it and said, "Wait, let me hand you the glass of water. Drink it. Your complexion is —"

Before she could say anymore, Idris's voice halted her. Her hand froze mid-air, just before touching the glass.

"There is no need to wait, Catrin," he said, his tone resolute. "There is a chasm between us now —a rift so wide that no amount of pretending can bridge it. So, I have two options left for us."

"Two options," Catrin stared up at him, her gaze for only looking lifeless as if she was losing something she had somewhere held dear in her heart. "Idris, now you are going to limit our relationship to two options?"

She demanded feeling it was all so absurd. Their decades over decades of togetherness … now depended upon two choices.

But Idris seemed very sure of what he was speaking. Not letting her allegation affect him, he simply continued, "Yes," he admitted, "I am limiting it to two choices, and you get to choose as always. First, we keep pretending —for the sake of appearances and the family name —living like strangers under one roof like we are doing right now. Or second, we end this facade and part ways with a divorce."