Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife: The Twins Are Not Yours!

Chapter 35: Trouble II

Sandro was greatly aggrieved, watching the spectacle before him.

How could Ewan tell Athena to kneel and apologize?

Did he forget who she was, and what had happened the last time he had tried upsetting her?

If Athena knelt, then their company was as good as done!

He couldn’t let that happen.

"Ewan, what are you doing? Have you forgotten..."

"Shut up, Sandro! This doesn’t concern you." Ewan declared hotly, folding his arms across his chest.

His ego bruised by Athena’s antics, especially by that smirk that still played on her lips and grated him further, he didn’t care about the past.

After all, hadn’t he offered her ten percent of his company’s shares?

If she was distressed, he would add an extra one percent.

Surely that would pacify her.

The shares of his company were much sought after; people paid to have them, considering their potential!

But that smirk??? It had to be wiped off!

"Athena, kneel and apologize..."

Athena decided Ewan was mentally deranged.

Did he think he could control her now, because they were civil, because he offered her ten percent of shares?

Did he forget that she was the only doctor that can treat his community?

She chuckled, and looked at a pitiful Fiona. "You mentioned that I slapped you?"

Fiona whimpered, lowered her head, and stepped back like Athena was bullying her.

Ewan hated it. He glared at Athena. "Apologize!"

But Athena would never do that.

Instead, with an insane speed, before Ewan could know her intentions, she landed a slap on Fiona’s face; a Fiona who had stupidly lifted her face then, thinking Athena had been about to apologize.

arrived in

for one,

tried recovering from the shock, Athena gave Fiona

around, sagging on Ewan’s stiff body, actually feeling pain. Tears burned

held back

Ewan was utterly speechless.

Athena audacity to slap his fiancée before

watched in satisfaction, as her hand’s form was imprinted on

accomplishment, she took a step back, and gazed

apologizing for a slapping I knew nothing of, I thought

to hold it in again, annoying

"Get out, Sandro!"

you being stupid the

an accusation with no legible evidence, because Fiona was behind it, and now you’re still

A pause.

A humorless cackle.

mistress? You must be the joke of the century! Get your filthy self out of my office. And about our deal, you

harshly, and sank his head in his

were no words to

who was still fuming at

stepped closer to Athena,

step away in fear, instead

you want to do, Ewan? Grab me by the neck like you did six years ago when I asked for a

was ignited

from the chair, walked up to the couple, and with his palm

with the consequences

let go of your pride for a

he turned to Fiona, who

never hated anyone like he hated

handkerchief from his back pocket, and sharply cleaned her face

showed

her knees are bruised, but from what? You should have asked Athena for an explanation, instead of

"What about your business sense, my friend? Are you ready to lose your company, the lives of

darted glances at the

what to feel. His head

kind of pounding that had him passing out for days.

now his eyes were

to be away

the chief emotions running through