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

Chapter 77

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...

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

head warily. She had seen Ewan’s eyes, knew he was suspicious of the children’s paternity,


updates you have on the gang so that I

to be careful. I don’t know if any of them had seen you when you saved me... if

worry a lot, I’ll be fine. I didn’t get to this point in my life, by being too careless with factors called

away, when he smiled at her

the press conference you held a

do you think

shrugged her

softly, relaxing deeply on the chair. "That’s

heard it all

Ewan muttered, looking at the windows. "They are all truth though,

resist making the dig. After all, the picture Fiona had sent her on the day of her mother’s burial had contributed to her divorce request

you mean? What picture?

turned up in her lips. "Never mind. It’s


let it go. "It might not be important to you, but it is to me. When did you see

funeral, Fiona sent me a picture. It was of both of you sleeping together on her bed. You were holding her quite

to remember, smiled when he finally did. "Fiona really sent you that? Do you have

sneered. What was she thinking? That

the particular picture, so I can give you the details. If the scene in it happened on the eve

was befuddled. Rain? What has that got to do

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

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