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

Chapter 301: Visiting A Witch

Do you want to see her?

Athena held back a scoff. Wasn’t that the main reason why she had asked in the first place? To see the woman who thought herself worthy to dabble with one’s life.

Ever since Ewan had taken Fiona to the psychiatric hospital, Athena had been, to an extent, curious about the state of her once nemesis.

There was a time she had conveyed her misgivings about the arrangement to old Mr. Thorne, but the old man had told her to trust Ewan in that aspect, that he knew what he was doing.

She had let it go, but now, seeing that they needed all the info they could get on Morgan, who better to query than Fiona? And why would she pass up the opportunity to see the latter and her recent condition?

"Athena, it’s okay if you don’t want to see her. I know how traumatic..."

Athena laughed before she could help it. Traumatic? Oh please... it wasn’t Fiona who was behind her trauma or nightmares. The witch didn’t hold that much importance.

"Ewan, of course, I want to see her. I want to know if the doctors are treating her properly."

Ewan chuckled lightly and faced the road. Why had he thought that she would say no? This woman beside him wasn’t the same as the one who had clung to him during their marriage when the rainfall came with thunder and lightning.

A couple of minutes later, as the sun finally set and the moon and stars peeked in the sky, Ewan parked in front of Connor’s place.

"We are here," He announced to Athena, who was looking around their surroundings with furrowed brows.

"Where is this place? I don’t think I have heard of this place before. And where is the name of the clinic?"

Ewan laughed, opening the door. "Did you really think that I had taken her to a clinic?"

Athena smiled, her eyes twinkling with curiosity. "If you didn’t take her to the clinic, where then did you take her?"

"Well, come and see." He stepped out of the car, and Athena followed suit, curiosity pushing her to bounce as she walked, to the amusement of Ewan.

Was she that keen? Well, he was keen to see how far Connor had gone.

"Are you sure you’re ready for this? Connor can be quite barbaric..." He paused, shrugging. "Well, I told him to be. So, are you keen on this?"

Athena nodded with a smile. Did Ewan think she was a Barbie princess? She had seen too much while on the field; she didn’t think anything would make her jittery now.

Shewaswrong.

locked; they had just moved in instead of knocking—they met the stench of blood.

nose at intervals as she glanced around, as

walking down leisurely from the staircase, wiping his hands

latter

"Boss, good afternoon."

when she saw the tall male

of his crisp white shirt, carton brown slacks, and black

really

of thought stopped, however, when she sighted the red rag in his hands.

doing an operation? What

Connor. Connor,

man who somehow managed to look innocent despite his rough demeanor—except for his ice-cold gray

said, his head still bowed. "My hands are stained with dirt; if not, I would have taken your hand

lips before she could

see a patient of yours..." Athena

boss? Isthatagoodidea? His almost blank expression

shrugged in response.

mistress handle the

than she looks," Ewan stated confidently, reading Connor’s thoughts, which

looked at Athena, and

she took in the sight

Fiona?" She asked, her

Athena for the sight

buzzed around her in the poorly lit room, while

hunched, oblivious to them, close to what Athena could see was the

immediately covered her nose and stepped back, her eyes trailing over Fiona again. The latter

happening to her? Does she have cancer?" Athena

Ewan could provide an answer, Fiona swerved around at an astonishing speed, having heard the voice

Athena gasped in disbelief.

skin, including her face. Her limbs seemed to have been burned by heat if the lacerations she

know what to think, only that Fiona looked like the witch she was—a zombie at most. She was so thin that Athena could see her bones poking

Fiona asked, her voice sounding