NABC Chapter 144 Everything has its limits.
Chapter 144 Everything has its limits.
"What did you say?" Catrin asked, disbelief clear in her voice. She had heard Arwen's words but she tried to convince herself that she had misheard.
The thin thread of patience Arwen had been clinging to finally snapped. Closing her eyes for a moment, she spoke through gritted teeth, "I said I am already married, Mom." Then, lifting her gaze, she locked eyes with her mother, her tone firm and unyielding. "You can't set me up with Ryan anymore because I am no longer single."@@@@
Catrin's expression turned dark and stormy. Knitting her brows tightly, she thundered, "What nonsense are you spouting now? You broke up with Ryan, and if you have broken up with him, how on earth can you be married?" Her voice rose, demanding an explanation.
Hearing her mother ask that, Arwen let out a dark, humorless chuckle. "Well, because Ryan isn't the only man existing in this world, Mom. If I say I am married, my husband doesn't necessarily have to be Ryan."
A flicker of realization crept into Catrin's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a look of barely suppressed rage. While Catrin tried to process Arwen's words, Arwen picked up the tablet Catrin had thrown aside earlier. She tapped a few times on the screen, bringing up the article from TheScoop, and then turned the screen for her mother to see.
"Here. Since it's so hard for you to believe, then you can read it all for yourself." Arwen said, her voice tinged with irony.
Catrin snatched the tablet, her eyes scanning the headline. There, in bold letters, was the breaking news she had dreaded:
"Exclusive: Arwen Quinn surprises everyone with a marriage with a mysterious CEO."
When Catrin saw Arwen standing mum, she thought she was finally able to put some sense into her daughter. "I have had enough of your foolish decisions," she shouted, her voice sharp enough to cut the glass. "I don't care about your pitiful excuses. You will fix this disaster, Arwen. Go to that courthouse or whatever lowlife office you need to and file for an annulment or a divorce, right away." Her words were biting, cold as steel. "You are going to make this right. I won't allow you to ruin yourself like this."
Arwen's lips twisted into a bitter smile. With her gaze unwavering, she let out a dark chuckle that stoned Catrin in her place for a second. "Make this right? For you or for me, Mom? Because as far as I can see, this marriage has given me something I have never felt in my life with you: freedom to live the life I have got."
Catrin's eyes flashed with barely contained rage, "Arwen I don't want to argue about this. Do as I asked you. Go and annul your marriage with that lowlife you have chosen. I want every trace of him wiped from your life."
"He is not some stain on my life, Mom, that I need to clean up. He is my husband," Arwen's voice rang out, sharp and unwavering, making Catrin take a step back subconsciously. "And I haven't given you the right to speak about him like that."
"Right?" Catrin scoffed. "Do you think I need your permission to insult him?"
"Yes, Mom, you do," Arwen replied, her gaze steely. "Respect for him is non-negotiable. You may have controlled me as your daughter. But as his wife, I won't tolerate your contempt. This is no longer about what you want. My life is no longer yours to dictate."
"I am your mother, Arwen" Catrin snapped, but it no longer carried the same weight of confidence. "How dare you speak to me like that?"
Arwen nodded. "You are my mother, and that's why I tolerated it for so long," Arwen continued, her voice steady but resolute. "But everything has its limits, and this needs to end. If you are stubborn enough to not end it, then I happily would."