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

Chapter 252: Long Night XVI

Athena watched in incredulity as Ewan squatted, despite the deadly cloud of sarin gas—mixed with some other component she wasn’t sure of —emitting from the safe space, and grabbed the gold bars, the pistol, and a strange necklace that she hadn’t seen earlier.

If he wanted all these, why didn’t he at least grab the face mask first, which they had left lying around during their intensive search?

What was with this foolish man and giving her a heart attack at every turn? They could always come back and retrieve those items. Wasn’t he thinking?!!

Her thoughts, however, seemed foolish the next second when an opening caved in the ceiling and a trail of fire dropped down into the room, leading to combustion.

The bed went up in flames first.

Athena grabbed the journal to her chest, impatient as Ewan dodged the onslaught of flames, and got to her point.

"Fast, open the wall!!"

But Ewan was quite disoriented and couldn’t get the patterns right.

After the third attempt, with the fire ravaging all around them, Athena knew they needed to find another escape route. It was with relief that she discovered the passageway leading to the road was still open.

"Quick, let’s go the other way! Can you run fast?" She asked, seeing the fire consuming everything in its path, even threatening to cover the exit she was looking at.

Ewan nodded, unable to speak; his throat was closing up.

and Ewan out of there in one piece, and then

his chest. "Follow my lead. Don’t pause for anything, and try to hold your breath as much as you

as fast as she could, as if her life depended on it, while holding her

once, not even when Ewan started coughing, nor when she felt the flames encircle her face,

until they were in the passageway, partly because she noticed, as she ran, that the walls were caving in as if to shut them inside the room

someone was watching

how, but she let the fleeting thought go until they

pushed a frail Ewan to the ground and fell beside

Ewan’s body with hers to extinguish

bit when she saw he was turning blue in the

away from his chest, cursing

be worth it,"

died?" Athena shouted, feeling an overwhelming urge to slap the soft

from her back pocket. "You’re just lucky I brought my needles. You would have been

tried to chuckle, but blood

took out the needles and the vial of potion, and set them beside her. Then she laid Ewan down on the grassy path, removed his thick black jacket, leaving him in just a black polo, and started

thought, administering the needles

fixed the needles into her hands. She felt a stirring within her system and knew that she had inhaled some gas, despite

face mask had been a bad idea. Yet things had unfolded so quickly that she had been confused about where she had kept

hands—she shouldn’t be moving—and activated her location so that Aiden could track her successfully,

when her ears picked up movement in the vegetation around her, her eyes shot open, and she darted her face to the left, wondering who was moving