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

Chapter 261: Searching For Clues II

"Are you sure you both are using your full strength?" Athena asked, hands on her hips, her voice tinged with frustration.

"You have been pushing that singular bag for more than five minutes..." She continued, cocking her head to the left, at ease even when Aiden turned to glare at her.

"Do you want to try? Maybe you’ll have a better chance than us?" Aiden shot back.

Athena’s scoff was the only response that a famished Aiden received. He scoffed in return and reverted to his work, digging his heels down and preparing to push again.

Behind them, Athena exhaled wearily. Tired of waiting on the sandbags, which seemed to drain her strength, she returned to the level ground, opting to give, from there, whatever help Ewan had in mind when he assigned her a role.

Ewan himself was dripping with sweat. At that moment, he wiped the perspiration from his forehead with a single hand swipe.

"Ewan, are you sure of this plan you have? If it doesn’t work, we’ll have been pushing for nothing..." There was a pause. "That thought is quite undesirable to swallow," Sandro whispered, flinging his hands repeatedly as if to cast away the tiredness besetting them.

"What do you want then? The bulldozing crew?"

"I think I would prefer that and the risks that come with it. Because what’s to say that we aren’t being watched now..." Zane piped in, wishing for something to lean against, eager to take a breather, as his lower back was killing him.

Ewan sighed tiredly, biting his lower lip. He hadn’t anticipated this task to be so daunting. What other sand had they added to the sandbag? It felt like metal!

"Let’s just give it a try once again. If it doesn’t work, then we’ll involve the bulldozing crew..." Aiden suggested, placing his hand on the offending sandbag.

Ewan gave him an appreciative nod before placing his hands on the sandbag as well.

"One, two, ready, go!"

They both pushed with all their might, their grunts and groans echoing even in the distance, muscles flexing and twitching. Luckily, as if fate saw that these two strong men had given all their strength, the bag caved in, rolling down to the side.

Shouts of "Yeah!" "Damn! Finally!!" and "Come on!!" filled the air.

When the chuckles and mutterings of relief died down, all attention turned to Ewan.

"So, what’s next?" Athena asked, her eyes trained on the now-empty space where the bag had been before.

her a small smile and turned to Sandro.

as he tried to process why his friend would

their work today was destined to be impossible. They might as well call in the bulldozing crew. Still, he turned to Athena and gestured

for a moment, sharing the same reservations as Sandro; but seeing Ewan’s determined face, she turned around and started making her way toward the rubble site. That was

handing Sandro the hammer, her breath slightly heavy. It was obvious to the men

from Sandro, and turned to the empty spot, hoping all this stress was worth it—unless

the sharpest edge of the hammer on a rough spot beside the

he lifted the hammer and struck the particular point

them, just as a crack slithered across the surface. Ewan’s clamped lips stretched into a soft

"Everyone should get down."

at each other, the men got down from the sandbags and took position beside Athena, watching the miracle Ewan

spot on that surface?" Athena asked, finally realizing what Ewan was doing as

it works..." Aiden posited,

feeling the weight of the wall crumbling, sensing the sandbags leaning backward as if to crush into

the spot where the cracks had descended lower toward the gate, and toward the area covered with

time when he paused, considering his own safety. If all this was to plunge into the hole, then his life was at

guarantee? He shook his head. Life could be unpredictable. His best bet was to jump to the other side once he struck the spot. Hopefully, his

raised the hammer and struck the spot

wall had crumbled. He landed on his crouched position on the ground, heaving heavily. When was the last time he had worked out? He thought, sitting down on the ground,

Why did you jump away like that?" Zane asked, incredulous, raising an eyebrow, darting his eyes between

furrowed his brows, watching the gate and glaring at it, willing

strike," Athena wondered aloud, walking toward Ewan and deciding to pick up the

a crumbling sound echoed through the space. It was slow at first, as if the walls were battling to stay erect, and then the sandbags fell forward into the side of the wall,

shouted,

relief, bowing

at him, truly looked at him. Just who was this man? She needed to get her research

done, Ewan," Aiden praised, tapping Ewan’s shoulder gently and helping him to his feet in

legs. "But I will be

to Zane. "Do you have the

from the black backpack that was settled on the

"Good, let’s go in."

hole in the wall through which they had entered, along with the torchlights that seemed to be doing just half the