Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO-Chapter 502: You shouldn’t be sure of the things you don’t know.

Morgan’s gaze narrowed at Selene when he heard her request.

Feeling a flicker of unease under his sharp gaze, Selene quickly added, "Grandpa Winslow, I know my request must not be making much sense to you. But you know how particular I am about certain things. Although I have taken up the job in Cralens, I am not sure I will feel comfortable settling into the new environment right away."

She offered a small, self-deprecating laugh before continuing, "When I mentioned this to my grandfather, he suggested I stay at your estate. He said it would help me adjust better ... and I thought, given the close bond between our families, perhaps it wouldn’t be too much of an imposition."

Her words were carefully chosen. She deliberately brought up her grandfather’s name, knowing the deep-rooted friendship between their families would make it harder for Morgan to refuse outright.

Besides, what was she asking for? A place to stay.

The Winslow Estate in Cralens was massive —almost a private kingdom of its own. From what she had heard, there were multiple wings and countless rooms. Giving her one for a few days wouldn’t be much.

She just needs Morgan to agree ... as for the rest, she would manage herself reaching there.

But her smile faltered slightly when, even after several long seconds, Morgan remained silent.

Trying her best to keep her frown subtle, Selene asked, "What’s wrong, Grandpa Winslow? Is there a problem?"

Morgan finally smiled, but it wasn’t the smile that reached his eyes. It was the kind of smile that came when one had already drawn a line.

"There is nothing wrong," he said slowly, folding his hands over his lap. "It’s just that what you are asking for ... isn’t something I feel comfortable providing."

Selene stiffened. Her fingers curled into tight fists at her sides, though she still kept the smile on her lips —barely. "What do you mean, Grandpa?"

The cracks were beginning to show, and Morgan saw them all. The tension in her shoulders. The twitch at the corner of her eye. The way she tried to keep her composure and tone even.

However, he chose to ignore it.

Turning to look at Williams, he simply asked as if out of curiosity. "We have another property in the city, don’t we, William?"

The butler, ever efficient, gave a small nod. "Yes, sir. A luxurious apartment in the heart of Cralens. It’s fully furnished, well-staffed, and perfect for someone working in the city. Very convenient to commute from."

Morgan nodded thoughtfully. "Then that’s perfect!" ƒгeewёbnovel.com

He turned back to Selene, his tone still gentle, still laced with the kind of calm that made her want to scream.

"Don’t take this the wrong way, Selene. But perhaps you haven’t heard yet —Aiden is married now. He is living with his wife at the estate for some time. Sending you to stay there ... wouldn’t be most comfortable arrangement."

Selene’s nail dug into her palm until she felt the warm sting of broken skin. Her jaw clenched so tightly that she thought it might crack. She fought the urge to knock over the nearby vase or storm out.

But she held that urge in, forcing herself to sit calm. Just looking slightly displeased.

"I would have adjusted just fine," she said, her voice tight. "And since I will be working most of the day, I doubt I would be any kind of disturbance to them. And anyway, staying with Aiden would have felt like a family. We have known each other and —"

Morgan didn’t let her complete. He interrupted her with soft chuckle. "I know. You have been a thoughtful, sensible girl. I never doubted that. But I have watched you grow up, and I care for you too much to let you ’adjust’ or ’compromise’ in any way. The apartment in the city is just right for you —modern, private, and close to your work location."

He leaned back slightly, still smiling. "There is nothing to worry about, Selene. Cralens is a safe place. It has ever been. You will adjust fine."

And then, just when she thought the conversation couldn’t be more stifling, Morgan added, almost offhandedly, "Besides ... that estate no longer belongs to me."

"What?" Selene blinked, caught off guard.

"Aiden took over the property long ago. And he specifically added that one,"

Morgan said smoothly. "I could no longer make decisions about who stays there. You would have to ask him, if you really want to."

Selene couldn’t help but grit. Although it was kept subtle, Morgan hasn’t held back from refusing her on the face.

She though he would agree to her, easily —at least after he mentions her grandfather.

But little did she expect that even with everything, Morgan Winslow would find and easy way to put her down.

She was barely able to keep her calm. But knowing she wasn’t at the place when she could lose herself, she rose from the seat slowly, smoothing the creases of her skirt. "It’s fine, Grandpa Winslow. I understand," he said with lips tight. "I don’t blame you. Just treat it like I never asked you."

She then checked the time on her watch. "Oh, talking to you I almost lost the track of the time. I still have an appointment later. I will make a move first."

Morgan smiled, standing with her. However, this time she didn’t care to return it as eagerly as before.

Still, he didn’t mind. Keeping his curve of the lips, he said, "I will have William make the arrangements for you. If you need anything else, don’t hesitate to let me know."

"It’s fine, Grandpa Winslow," she said, moving her hand to brush away a lock of hair. "Aiden is still there. I can stay at ease around him. If I need anything I will definitely reach him out. He wouldn’t mind, I am sure of that."

Morgan let out a quiet chuckle, the sound quiet yet unmistakably layered.

"You shouldn’t be sure of the things you don’t know, dear,"