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.

be necessary..." She spoke, noting that she was the center of attention, that

Gianna frowned, glancing

trio was just as

plumped into

softly. "We aren’t leaving actually till Morgan is

them here, especially for the kids, considering the

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

restricted too?" Susan asked, folding her arms across

go anywhere you want but you have to let us know so that we can

good luck bursting the various areas where the gang kept the drugs and all. So,

she

thoughtfully after a moment. "I guess I will have to

A pause.

I turn in my report to the

a firm voice, grateful that her young friend had even mentioned this before the

would have gone to

however, got Susan frowning

arms across

said firmly. "Our research shows that he has been in

in the

they could decipher that whoever he was, he had been a mole. A paid agent of the gang. And that his days

such a thing against

exhaled tiredly. "Guess the paycheck that romanced his bank account every month was worth the blood of the many people that

can continue this discussion for tomorrow. But for now, Susan, please lie low. Don’t send any report to the headquarters, or even communicate with anyone there, until we

with a nod before walking toward the door. "I will see you

pleasantries were echoed by the others before she left the

she departed, she turned to Athena and urged her to take it easy with the twins, unaware of the conversation that Athena had shared with Old

control," Athena promised, managing a reassuring smile before wishing her friend a good night as the latter walked