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

Chapter 282: Night Affairs

Do I keep waiting or should I send another email? Maybe they didn’t see my previous one? Athena thought while sitting on the bed, staring at her phone. Her feet made a tap dance on the floor while her left hand made the same on her lap.

It had been more than fifteen minutes since she had sent an email to the address Nathaniel had given her, but so far, there hadn’t been a reply.

Were they asleep already? She wondered, looking at her phone keenly as if she could magically rouse the hackers through its screen.

Asleep, though? She didn’t think so. Nighttime was the time for these people—a time without interruptions, both in network waves and physically.

They just didn’t want to reply to her. She thought forlornly, wishing she could share this dilemma with her children. Yet, she didn’t want to disturb them, nor did she want to inform them of the email’s contents.

After waiting for five more minutes, she gave up and dropped the phone on her dresser.

At that moment, she remembered the second important thing she was supposed to do this night.

So, she picked up the phone again and started a video call with Aiden first, hesitating a little to add the others, curious to see Aiden’s expression when he answered her call.

But he didn’t answer.

She pursed her lips, threatening fire and brimstone should he ignore her call again. He was online, for goodness’ sake!

But he missed her call for the second time, and no fire and brimstone fell.

She cursed under her breath, wanting to erase him from the plan, but knowing that she couldn’t. He had helped her get this far; she couldn’t leave him by the wayside.

So, she tried for the third time. This time around Aiden answered the call.

Athena maintained a calm expression as she took in the features of his face. Despite being in his mid-forties, he still looked like a man in his thirties, evidence of good genes and a diligent attention to his diet and exercise. She had not seen anyone so strict with food as Aiden. He only indulged in sugary foods and junk once in a while.

Even though a frown masked his face, he was a handsome man who still attracted women in droves, and she was still amazed that he hadn’t given marriage another chance.

Could it be that he was eternally scarred by his last marriage or that he was still in love with his ex-wife, considering the hold she still had over his emotions?

come around to

her delusions that he would want

need to cuss him out loud, she suppressed the urge to contort her face in anger and ignored him

about to add a couple of others when

raced when she saw

was he texting her?

this, her thoughts were interrupted by a knock at her

sidetracked to guess the possible person behind her door

it be the children? Maybe their friends had sent

off

finally asked, a furrow creasing her forehead, her eyes keen on the door as

"It’s me, Athena..."

Oh... Florence...

come in," Athena said, not taking her eyes from the

steadily, and then Florence stepped into the room with a mug and a

Athena sighed happily,

and I knew I just had to make this tea." Florence mentioned as she covered the distance, handing the cup to Athena.

and glee, so much so that Athena felt compelled to take a

think? Does it meet your expectations?" The overly eager Florence queried, stepping closer,

she had feared, but instead had a hint of lemon and sweetness from honey.

a wide smile, holding the cup to her lips. "What is the mix?" She continued,

you some other time. It’s already late,

very much for this,

chimed,

pursed her lips.

paused, then sighed in resignation. "I don’t know if I’m in the position to say this, but I want you to release Ewan. For your sake of course. Only then will you have the peace you wish for. Ewan, and whoever it is that is haunting

A slight pause.

your mind so that you can have rest. You mustn’t bring Morgan to justice out of a sense of revenge and grudges. Just do it because it’s the right thing to do, not to satiate the bloodlust in you. Trust me, the latter won’t be satisfied when you are done. So... please bring Morgan

"But my mind—"

lips, silencing her. "Just think about it. I