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

Chapter 119: A Shocking Twist

Fiona couldn’t eat her meal any longer, not with the twins’ hot gazes bearing down on her—gazes that mirrored Ewan’s when he was consumed by rage.

She cursed at her shaking hands as her fork fell to the floor with a painful clatter, drawing the attention of nearly everyone in the canteen. "Why are you idiots shaking? They are just mere children! Not more than six years of age!"

Yet even as she spat these words, her heart felt like it was caught in a vice. Ignoring the spoon that lay abandoned on the floor, she clumsily rose from her seat and hurried out of the canteen, dismissing the whispers that trailed behind her like unwanted shadows.

Most of the onlookers judged her to be uncultured for leaving the fork on the floor, which only reminded her of the little girl’s scornful label—uncultured pig.

Fiona clenched her fists, straining to regain control as she stormed into her father’s ward.

Confusion washed over her when she found the room empty; her fists uncoiled and rested placidly at her sides. Where had the old man gone?

A nurse was walking by, and Fiona seized the opportunity. "Excuse me..." She stopped the nurse. "Do you know where Mr. Alfonso is? He was the patient occupying this room."

The nurse nodded, a hint of recognition flashing in her eyes. "I think he’s with his wife. He’s been spending a lot of time there."

Fiona offered a strained smile, the kind that barely masked her simmering anger, and began her way toward her mother’s ward.

As she walked, unease coiled within her, fearing that her father might be blinded by her mother’s recovery. She couldn’t afford to lose her fellow conspirator this early in the game.

Their laughter reached her before she approached the ward, sweet yet sharp like a knife. She nearly forgot how it felt to witness them together, sharing those intimate moments.

They had a love story that sparkled, something she had always envied and wished for herself with Ewan, but Athena was always the looming shadow that thwarted her aspirations.

her mind echoed Nate’s last words: "Call my mother a bitch once more, and I’ll make sure

cursed herself under her breath. How can I be

the unsettling feeling and sauntered into

greeted, stopping by the bedside, momentarily blindsided by her mother’s miraculous transformation. The woman who had once seemed nothing but bones and eyes was now fleshy

Whitman hospital’s exceptional care this one time.

Alfonso and his wife, Margaret, smiled widely at one another, their love glowing like

They replied in unison, the harmony of their voices

his wife to his side,

I’m here to speak with you," She finally said, her patience

his gentle ministrations to

if only for a moment.

tide. Hadn’t they concocted splendid plans together

the elder council," She replied, crossing her arms, her heartbeat

and Alfonso exchanged

Margaret closer as if to shield himself from

case against Athena. He has finally discovered that the twins are his, and he wants them

fell over the room, thick enough to

was the first to find her voice. "I think he should discuss this with her first, though. Perhaps they can reach an agreement. Didn’t he banish her six years ago? How

the room as shock laced through

wave of anger rising within her, acutely aware that any outburst would drive her father to silence

what are you even talking about?" She snarled, struggling to conceal her teeth. "You believe they should meet to discuss, and then what? Kiss and make up? Have you