Chapter 280: A Misunderstanding III

Athena’s brows shut up instantly, the first sign of emotion since her narration about Scarlett and Aiden’s betrayal.

She lifted her head from the old man’s shoulder. "What did you say?" She asked anger mounting on her voice ready to fire if old Mr. Thorne started defending Ewan.

"Ewan didn’t come here by himself." Old Mr. Thorne spoke, swallowing saliva.

Athena stared at him with widened eyes, a myriad of emotions flashing through her, seeing as she had accused Ewan without getting accurate information.

The look on his face when she was sending him away, the pleading look in his deep blue eyes for understanding...

Regret crashed over her in waves.

"Why would you do that?!" Her voice resonated with shock.

"Why would you invite him in here knowing our fragile truce?! And why didn’t you say anything when I was sending him away, when I was berating him?" She asked, guilt seeping into her voice as her anger became directed at Old Mr. Thorne.

"Why did you even invite him in the first place?!" Her voice rode higher as she shifted away from him.

"Are you going to let me speak or are you going to keep shouting? Did you forget that your children are still awake?" Old Mr. Thorne asked calmly, throwing a bucket of ice on Athena’s flaming self.

She cooled down noticeably, especially noting the look of love and understanding nestled in the eyes of the old man.

Mr. Thorne said softly after a moment of contemplation. "It could be a weapon in the

already knew that. It was one of Master Shen’s lessons to her, a lesson that always seemed to develop wings and

because of their bad past that


slowly. "My feelings have just been

She continued

Mr. Thorne agreed with

had old Mr. Thorne by her side those years ago when

didn’t know why he had sent for Ewan but she knew that

she covered the distance between them and placed her head on his

man, why did you invite Ewan over?" She

lot of sweets, they had been overactive. So, I called

A significant pause followed.

clause in your fragile truce," Old Mr. Thorne explained gently with a warm expression on his face. "And I am

the old man’s view. "It’s okay, old man. Just continue..." His voice was soothing

deliver the comics himself so that the kids would see his responsibility and love for them,

on the pleasant memory, his


brought out comic book after comic book from the big carton. But then, he wouldn’t give them all—he insisted they could only access two per week so as not to

at the truth before her. Ewan truly

of relief wash over her that her children had someone like him in their

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