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

Chapter 281: A Misunderstanding IV

"Before you go," Old Mr. Thorne interrupted gently, seeing as Athena was about to get up to retire for the night. "I want to ask one more thing. A favor. Could you consider letting Ewan find his way back into your lives, perhaps at your own pace? It would mean the world to him."

Athena opened her mouth, prepared to argue the point, but the sincerity in his expression grounded her. Instead of gratifying her defenses, his request lingered in the air, prompting her heart to consider opening that door just a crack.

If Ewan had changed, could there be room for him in their lives again? He could be a good friend at least, for he demonstrated outstanding character since the truth had come to the surface.

"I will think about it, Old Mr. Thorne," She replied, brushing away any doubt, not up for another round of worrying and mental stress. Everything will fall into place in due time. "I need some time to figure everything out."

Old Mr. Thorne nodded slowly, satisfied with the answer. "The door is always open for you, Athena. You’re part of this family too, no matter what," He reassured her, his voice warm and patient.

After a few moments of shared silence, she straightened up, feeling lighter. "I’ll see you tomorrow," She said, lingering a little longer as she prepared to leave. "And thank you for always being there."

Old Mr. Thorne furrowed his brows. "Tomorrow? Are you coming to visit me?"

Athena chuckled, realizing the latter’s confusion. "I was a bit hasty before in making a certain decision. That wasn’t nice of me. The children and I will be troubling you some more, till this fiasco with Morgan is properly tackled."

Old Mr. Thorne’s lips widened in a smile of happiness. "Thank you, Athena. Have a beautiful night!" He actually hoped that she would have one free from nightmares. Maybe he should ask Florence to make for her the special tea?

"You are wishing me a good night, but there’s a frown on your face, old man?"

Old Mr. Thorne met Athena’s amused gaze and laughed, getting to his feet. "Oh, don’t worry about that, my dear. I was just thinking of asking my wife to make you her special tea... it helps with sleeping..."

Athena’s eyes twinkled with gratitude. "Thank you..." She muttered. "I will really appreciate that. Have a good night."

With that, Athena stepped out of the cozy confines of the sitting room, a hint of smile playing on her lips, her heart a little less burdened and her thoughts a little clearer.

She knew the road ahead wouldn’t be easy, but perhaps, with time and understanding, she could navigate both the complexities of her decisions concerning Ewan and her children.

The smile dried up though when she walked into her room and noticed that the children were sitting on the bed in the company of Gianna and Susan, their packed bags lying idly on the floor. She had forgotten for a second there that she had instructed Susan to pack up.

Now, she exhaled gently, and shut the door behind her.

She spoke, noting that she was the center of attention, that they were expecting her to

frowned, glancing at the

trio was just as confused

and plumped

leaving actually till Morgan is dealt with, and

was safer for them here, especially for the kids, considering the

loved more explanation on that last sentence but she wasn’t sure her friend would want

is my movements restricted too?" Susan asked, folding her arms

at all," She said firmly. "You can go anywhere you want but

various areas where the gang kept the drugs and

think she could

Susan said thoughtfully after a moment. "I

A pause.

I turn in my report to the headquarters

until Director Alvarez has been removed from seat..." Athena replied with a firm voice, grateful that her young friend had even mentioned this before the latter

not, her plans would have

got Susan frowning and getting up

her arms across her chest. "You don’t

to involve a traitor," She said firmly. "Our research shows that he

in

could decipher that whoever he was, he

her hands fall to her sides; fisted hands. "How can he do such a thing against his country after all his big talks about right and wrong, about justice

every month was worth

low. Don’t send any report

the door. "I will

by the others before she left

urged her to take it

control," Athena promised, managing a reassuring smile before