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

Chapter 117: Red Envelope

As the day melted into twilight, warm golden rays from the setting sun streamed through Athena’s expansive office window, sprinkling a soft glow around the room. It was as if the sun itself was sending a gentle reminder that the workday was coming to a close.

Athena, seated at her desk, felt the caress of those sunlit moments touch her skin, and for a brief instant, she lost herself in the serene orange hues that filled the horizon.

A wave of relief washed over her, mingling with exhaustion as she assessed the clutter before her—a mere five patient files awaited her attention.

Just five! She thought with a sense of optimism, believing she could take them home and complete the work there.

Gathering the files with their test results, she slid them into her large tote bag, stood, and stretched, the cracking of her joints echoing in the stillness.

"Time to register at a gym," She mused to herself. These sounds were telltale signs her body was sending, urging her to take better care of herself. Perhaps she could ask Zane for workout suggestions.

Not wanting to forget, she quickly texted him before hefting the bag onto her shoulder, preparing to head home for a well-deserved meal and a restful night. For fortune had smiled upon her —Gianna had sent her a text minutes ago with an image of prepared food. Suprisingly, her friend had finished from work earlier today.

However, fate had its own plans.

Before Athena could take another step toward freedom, her phone chimed, announcing an incoming call. Anticipating it to be Zane, likely teasing her about her lack of gym attendance, she silenced the call and pushed through the door.

Outside her office, the twins were busy helping Ciara sort through some files—her assistant was also preparing to leave for the day.

"Thank God, Doctor Athena... I was debating on whether to knock on your door or not, considering you’ve been locked in for the past four hours," Ciara said, halting her task and glancing up.

As if on cue, the twins dashed over, wrapping their little arms around Athena. Before she could respond, her phone rang once more. Athena hurriedly silenced the call. Zane, quit it!

It was Nathaniel who, exuding his usual sober spirit, muttered, "Mom, Uncle Aiden is calling you!"

unnecessary assumption and answered the call, placing the phone

softly as she realized Aiden was attempting a video call. Her mind was really

she stepped back

better view of him;

Uncle Aiden! Merry Christmas!"

realized she was carrying. "Merry Christmas,

echoed, his voice a tad gruff, which only

everything over

I imagined. I’m okay too," Aiden

handsome features of her older friend. Aiden had aged like fine wine, but she couldn’t quite understand why his wife had chosen to leave him. "It was like working for me was

fault for not taking care of myself," he replied, his light-hearted laughter ringing in the air until an

a formal or informal call?" She asked, noting the seriousness creeping into Aiden’s demeanor as

her twins. "Wait for me at Ciara’s office. Mommy has something to discuss with Uncle Aiden

pouted in disappointment, both children obediently

Athena braced herself. "They’re

her spine. She hated even hearing it spoken aloud, detesting

them? Why are you even working on this? I told you to focus on bonding with your

am. It’s been wonderful," Aiden admitted, warm thoughts evident in his expression.

resignation, Athena replied, "What

The leader, Morgan, is in cahoots with Fiona. We’ve managed to capture some incriminating pictures.

nodded quickly, her heart racing.

away from the hospital. Hidden in plain

get back to you with an answer? I

nodded understandingly. "Take your time. I’ll be waiting for your response." A contemplative silence fell between them, then he asked softly, "Have you