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

Chapter 155

Chapter 155: Commotion

For a few seconds, a huge drop of silence settled in the hall as everyone paused in disbelief at the sound of the thud.

The silence was so thick that it even, to an extent, clogged the minds of the people as they stood immobile at first, not offering help to the pale Ewan, who looked lifeless on the floor.

Elder Timothy and the other elders, who had been about to leave the hall, halted in their steps, their heads all turned aside to consider this act of shock, this event that spoke of an impending doom.

Eric and Shawn, who had been about to lead a stoic Alfonso out of the hall, also stopped and turned aside to behold this mystery.

Margeret, right at the doorpost, couldn’t move out, as people who heard the thud—which had echoed as if announcing the fallen person was important—remained unmoving, and she, seeing this, had turned too. Disbelief riddled her expression when she saw what was causing the commotion.

Even Athena, who had actually predicted this happening, was at a standstill, probably because she hadn’t expected Ewan to fall like a man petrified in ice and then pushed away to break.

Only he didn’t break; rather, he was bleeding from his head due to the force of impact with the ground.

This was bad. Athena’s subconscious managed to drive past the thick shock embedded in her mind.

Then Fiona screamed in agony, shattering the illusion of calmness.

Sandro and Zane sprinted toward a fallen Ewan, not minding the influx of people again into the hall.

They pushed aside a screaming Fiona, who had tears streaming down her face, and bent to check on Ewan, ignoring the crowd surrounding them.

Even those who had left minutes ago, rushed back in after seeing that they weren’t being followed on the way, by the other townspeople.

Eric and Shawn had to shift Alfonso aside with them so that the people wouldn’t push him down; Alfonso, whose eyes kept straining to see what was going on with Ewan.

Sandro lifted Ewan’s bleeding head with his two hands and rested it on his thighs, as he had sat on the floor when getting there, not minding the stain that would bring to his clothes.

"Ewan, Ewan..." He muttered repeatedly, tapping Ewan’s cheeks with his bloodied right hand.

"Ewan, please say something..." Zane added, but Ewan was far gone at the moment to even know what was going on around him.

seeing clearly what was happening, Athena stood still, watching them, thinking that Ewan looked like someone battling with

deal. Right at that moment when she thought that, Zane and Sandro glanced at her as

seeing the throng of people

no movement, she raised

turned to Elder Timothy, whose face was still riddled with shock and disbelief. "Please send them

the

it clear and straight. She wants to treat him, and to think he had wronged in so many ways ever since their

woman, to be honest; gracious

she has something else in mind for saving him? Do

care? Even if she demands his company, she deserves all that

are right. From her row of testimonies which she gave today, you will note that this is not the

this might be the most critical time. He looks as if dead. Can’t you see his lips turning blue? If Doctor Athena doesn’t work her magic, Ewan wouldn’t be alive

It will bring bad luck. Her name

I won’t give any of

"See, he is convulsing!"

tuning away from the conversations surrounding her as she beheld this strange anomaly. Ewan was suddenly jerking, convulsing, and foaming at the mouth. He would be a dead man if she didn’t do something

of Timothy’s command that

work bag from my chambers. I’ll send you the coordinates through

turned to Gianna. "Let’s go. Ewan doesn’t have

by his friends. Even

the chambers you were talking about are not in your house," Antonio said, after Aiden had left with Gianna and the twins who had

but gave no reply to Antonio’s

chuckled softly, looking at her intensely. "I taught you secrecy,

you have more secrets than I do. Please go with Aiden. Wait for me at

"I am done waiting around, Athena.

looking away, having no

Thorne, you wouldn’t be joining

men to follow him. I will be following you with the others to the

sighed and held Old Mr. Thorne on the

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