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 hands of enemies

lessons to her, a lesson that always seemed to develop wings and fly

if it was because of their bad past that she was easily


sorry," She sighed, shaking her head slowly. "My feelings have just been all over the

is right," She continued softly. "Maybe

you should," Old Mr. Thorne agreed with a

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

for Ewan but she knew that

the distance between them and placed her

me old man, why did you invite Ewan over?" She asked softly,

because they had taken a lot of sweets, they had been overactive. So, I called Ewan for directions to get more comics but

A significant pause followed.

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

understanding the old man’s view. "It’s okay, old man. Just

wanted him to deliver the comics himself so that

pleasant memory, his eyes glinting


eyes as he brought out comic book after comic book from the big carton. But then, he

but smile at the

felt a sense of relief wash over her that her children had someone like him in their lives, even if it stirred up her own inner

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