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

Chapter 195: Conscious

A loud clang of metal on a hard surface nearby brought Athena out of the state of black and bleak unconsciousness into the realm of the living.

Eyes closed, she inhaled softly, allowing her brain to take a check of how her body system was, both inward and outward. The sharp pain in her left leg, as she tried to adjust herself, informed her it had been treated the best it could, and that she would be able to walk soon; this was because the pain disappeared as soon as it came.

Aiden must have hired as many doctors as he could. A laugh bubbled up to her lips at the worry that must have wrecked her friend, but she held it in as she heard noises around her now, her nerves restoring to default mode.

"Kathleen! See what you have caused now?!"

Athena paused her lips at her son shouting at his sister. It rarely happened, and she was curious to see what the matter was. Slowly, she popped open her right eye, as the noise had come from that direction, and saw Nathaniel picking up a metal tray from the floor. She noted the two white pills close to it too and concluded that they were probably for headaches.

Athena squished her nose, intrigued, when she realized that the doctors had expected her to actually wake up around this time. Their confidence was quite interesting, and she was curious to know who her doctors had been.

She smiled when Nathaniel’s gaze connected with hers as he attempted to drop the tray on the stand beside her bed. A pause where shock fleeted past his features, and then the tray fell to the ground again with another clanging sound that buzzed loudly in Athena’s ears.

"Mom!!" The boy screamed, speedily climbing onto the bed, however conscious of not lying or stepping on his mother, for the bed was a large one. At his shout, Kathleen, who had been sulking earlier, lifted her head in shock too.

smiling expression, she ran the remaining distance to the bed. She tried climbing, believing that what her brother could do, she could do too, but

in frustration when she

her hand tight, drew her up to the bed.

to her posture, she couldn’t do much, so she shooed them away to a certain distance on the bed and then propped herself up, with

private room in the hospital, reserved for presidents and rulers of nations. If she was here, then Herbert had given the order. She didn’t know what to think of

you doing, Mom? How are your legs?"

stretched her hands toward them, but the twins hesitated to

"I am fine, you two.

experience and had her leg almost broken, but they still doubted. They

nostrils into her hospital gown, not minding that it smelled

is fine. I

his head, lifting his head away from her a little. "Don’t apologize, Mom. It’s not

occurred, I wouldn’t have been in this situation now.

refused to let her dwell in self-blame. "Mom, please stop it. The gang was at fault here, not you. You don’t

sighed and rested her head on the headboard, grabbing her children closer to her. She still blamed herself, of