Chapter 77: Gullibe

Didn’t he know the answer to that already? Athena thought. Surely, he must have heard something either from Aiden or Zane.

Yet she stilled the urge to tell Ewan away. He had saved, not just her physical life, but her mental health.

By saving her, he had saved her children, and Gianna. Those three, she didn’t know what would have happened if Ewan hadn’t come in when he did.

So, she believed that he deserved some patience at least, as a reward, since she was sure he wouldn’t take anything from her. He hadn’t even taken her ’thanks’.

"Yes, I’ve been kidnapped before. Don’t ask me why, I don’t know the reason too. It’s what Aiden is still working on... it’s still a mystery to us..."

Ewan nodded his head slowly, a furrow marring his forehead. He was thinking.

"Were you..." He stammered, as his neck and cheeks flushed in mild embarrassment.

Athena saved him from the misery. "We were saved before that could happen."

She watched as he sighed in relief, right before his eyes widened a fraction.

"We?"

Athena cussed mentally. "Yes. The twins and I."

Athena inhaled sharply when she saw the tightening of Ewan’s fists. This reaction could only mean...

her nervousness on time, but Ewan made no mention of it, rather he asked if she felt pain on her

eyes, knew he was suspicious of


the updates you have on the gang so that

more, the merrier. "I’ll have Aiden send you the details later. But you have to be careful. I don’t know if any of them had seen you when you saved me... if they

my

away, when

you held a

you

her shoulders.

deeply on the chair. "That’s all you

heard it all

the windows. "They are all truth though, full ones, not watered

saw you in the arms of Fiona, both of you sleeping together, it meant nothing?" Athena couldn’t resist making the dig. After all, the picture Fiona

do you

up in her lips. "Never mind. It’s not


be important to you,

me a picture. It was of both of you sleeping together on her

"Fiona really sent you that? Do you

sneered. What was she thinking? That

give you the details. If the scene in it happened on the eve of your mother’s burial, then it’s

Rain? What has that

afraid of thunder. It brings nightmares to her. So, sometimes, I help her through it... I think it is a consequence of her

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