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

Chapter 241

Chapter 241: Long Night V

Forgive him?

Athena snorted softly, humor flickering in her eyes. Like she could genuinely hold a grudge against Antonio. After all, this was the first time in a long while that he had gotten her this annoyed.

"All right, Antonio. Just promise me you won’t do this again, that you won’t misguide my children..."

"I promise." Antonio said without hesitation, dropping a kiss on her forehead. "So, we cool?"

Athena chuckled, her anger easing off completely as warmth spread through her at the gesture. "Yeah, we cool. Let’s head in. I’m starving."

The promise of food redirected her thoughts to her children’s conversation with Ewan. How was that even going?

Well, it wasn’t going exactly well; it wasn’t even going.

Left in a single room with the twins, Ewan still didn’t know the words to say.

After Athena and Antonio had left the room, Old Mr. Thorne, unable to bear the silence any longer, had taken over the situation. Without much ado, he had spoken up and led Ewan and the kids into one of the numerous visitors’ rooms, then took the other adults to the larger dining room, where supper was being served.

Now, Ewan and his children were left staring at each other, an atmosphere thick with uncertainty hanging between them.

Just then, Ewan’s phone rang, its shrill tone slicing through the awkward atmosphere.

the children, who said nothing but shared furtive glances, their eyes

a problem?" Ewan whispered, choosing his words carefully as he felt a flutter

help but stifle a small giggle, finding amusement in the hushed nature of her father’s conversation. Why

hope you have started speaking

furrow his brows in

pressed the phone back to his ear. "Not

to start with, you can begin with their academics. Ask about

for the tip," Ewan replied, grateful

what the legal documents say. Relax

of determination stirring within him as he ended the call. The last thread of uncertainty still tugged at his heart, but he steeled himself. It was time to

Sandro calling? Is there any problem?" Nathaniel asked, reclining deeper into the sofa he

punctuating his desire to remain calm.

gangs, faced rivals in the business world, and held conversations with world leaders. Yet here he was, feeling nervous in front of six-year-olds, in front

wetted his lips, gazing lovingly at the twins, whose physical qualities still astonished him. They were so much like him, reminders of a legacy he had yet to claim.

broke through his thoughts, bringing him back to the

her in a warm hug, wondering if that would be a possible feat

wanting to know how it’s going over here... you know the

like Mr. Sandro," Kathleen muttered, her hands still clutching the painting materials

in his chest. "I

What about Uncle Zane?" Nathaniel asked, tilting

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