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

Chapter 161: The Twins’ Help

"Mom!!" Nathaniel and Kathleen exclaimed happily, relief washing over their faces as they saw their mother walk into the living room.

Athena chuckled at the sight of them awake at such a late hour. She squatted to their height and opened her arms wide for them to rush into her embrace. As they nestled into her bosom, she kissed their heads and cheeks intermittently, inhaling their calming, familiar scents.

"Couldn’t sleep?" She asked them when she finally disengaged from the long hug.

The twins shook their heads in unison. "We were waiting up for you with Aunt Gianna. How is Mr. Ewan? Is he better now?"

Athena nodded with a smile, grateful she could even provide that answer, having seen the sorrow in their eyes as they posed the question. She watched as they sighed with relief before looking ahead.

"Father Antonio!" They screamed, rushing to hug Antonio, who had chosen to wish them goodnight before heading back to his apartment. He lifted them both in his arms and tapped their foreheads gently with his.

"How are my babies doing?"

"Fine!" They chorused, before turning to greet Aiden, who was relaxing against the doorframe.

"Good evening, Uncle Aiden!"

Aiden ruffled the hair on their heads, pleased when they laughed and tried to move away from his hand but to no avail. He then walked into the living room proper and sank into the sofa.

Turning to Gianna, who was talking with Athena with distinct enthusiasm, he flashed a wide grin, signaling his desire to make a request.

"Please, tell me there is food. The Chinese noodles we had earlier made no impact on our stomachs!"

Athena scoffed. "So you knew, and you brought them to me..."

why I added the snacks you liked. Don’t

with a laugh.

the best,

the twins burst into laughter,

later, everyone lounged around on the thick Persian rug, its lush texture and intricate patterns exuding luxury as they settled in to watch a cartoon on the television. It felt like carpeted heaven beneath them, warm and

to sleep," She said, prompting Antonio and

mean we should all

surveying the two men, each wearing a smug smirk. "Well, this is my house, and it’s time for my children to go

hasn’t opened yet! Can’t we enjoy some late-night TV

when she glanced at the clock and

her head and got to her feet. "Up, up..." She clapped her hands. "Let’s go to

it were covered in dust. "I am going to bed

we’re heading out

the door behind them, leaving Athena

them,

only sign of dissatisfaction was the slight frown etched on his

not

decided to follow them, wanting to appease them

Athena’s voice was growing hoarse from tiredness, and Gianna, having peeked in once and wished them

read: Good luck! I hope to see the eyebags tomorrow

What fickle friends!

staring back at her with wide, innocent eyes. "Why aren’t you two

afternoon

that would explain it, Athena thought, placing the storybook on the nearby drawer.