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

Chapter 265: Resolution II

"It has been a most remarkable day; let’s not have another like it." Aiden’s weak attempt at a joke paid off as the team members all released smiles of amusement.

"Words, old man. Words..." Zane chanted, chuckling at intervals, his hands in his pockets, watching the private jet that the president had instructed to take them home take off into the air.

"So, what’s next?" Sandro asked, darting a glance at Ewan and then at Athena.

Ewan shrugged his shoulders. "We say our goodbyes. I am terribly hungry, to say the least."

He nodded at Aiden, who came forward and shook his hand happily. "Thanks for saving our asses today, man..."

"You’re welcome. I will see you around," Ewan said before turning aside to Athena, who was saying her goodbyes to his friends.

As if on cue, the three males left them to their devices, walking toward the cars that Old Mr. Thorne had arranged to take them home.

"So, you are more than you seem, huh... it must feel great surprising me at every turn..."

Ewan couldn’t help the smug smile spreading across his lips at Athena’s words. "I wouldn’t say that..." He muttered, even though his face was saying otherwise.

Athena scoffed lightly, shaking her head. "You also seem to have made an impression on the kids. They asked me if I could set up more meetings with you, other than the monthly visits. Did you put them up to that?"

Ewan instantly threw his hands up as if in surrender, though hope shone in his eyes. "I never did that." A pause. "But I am glad that they are happy and open to spending time with me..."

Another significant pause, during which he stepped closer to Athena, who was staring at him as if he were a puzzle she was trying to decode.

"And thank you, Athena, for not poisoning their minds against me, despite our troubled past..."

Athena nodded slowly, fixing her hands into the double pockets of her brown trench coat, having no words for that statement. Hence, an awkward silence surrounded them again.

Ewan cleared his throat when he couldn’t take the silence any longer or Athena’s intermittent stares, even though at that moment she was gazing to her left into the distance.

will you grant

raised. "I don’t know. Or rather, I don’t think so, at least not yet. You still have to serve

laugh. "You dared to make me see

Ewan rushed to defend himself, but Athena waved him and whatever he had to say off. "Don’t bother. That’s a closed Chapter.

hands into his

it was a sign of his restlessness—the urge to explain to Athena that he was sorry for making that stupid request in the elders council, and that he would be good to the children—or

the same, he didn’t want Athena to see it, to question his discipline and

asked, her eyes fixed on his

silence, exhaling harshly. "I will

her pockets to fold across her chest, her eyes flashing with anger. "You talk about spending more time with the children, and

increased. "I was busy, that’s why.

Athena muttered dismissively, turning away. "See

she glared at him and shrugged her hands from

immediately, cursing himself for having taken that approach. It was just that

"What do you want?"

his mouth to speak, then shut it, unsure if this was the right time to discuss what was on his mind.

continued while wondering why she was

just want to know why you were whimpering this morning...

way to frustration. What was with the children telling Ewan everything? Yes, they had informed her of the text, but she

Or was that just a ploy

word with those three.

looking to the sky as if

the thin smile that found its way onto his lips. "I am just worried, Athena. It’s been a

Ewan keenly, as if he had grown two heads. "What

surprise. "Well, during our short marriage I noticed you had terrible dreams sometimes. Once, I walked in on you having some kind of nightmare; you were struggling with the sheets... I am just wondering if it’s the same matter that

hands fisted by her sides. Don’ttellmethisegocentricjerkalsonoticedthatduringourmarriage! She screamed

escaped softly, a sharp

resentment to do anything about