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

Chapter 313: Finding Morgan III

Ewan willed his heart to remain calm when he finally heard the ticking sound, a sound that couldn’t possibly be a clock’s because of the weight of each tick and its regularity.

He knew what it was, knew when the realization of the same flashed across Athena’s eyes; became amazed when that realization shifted to a deathly calm, a mirror of his own feelings.

"So I was right. Morgan did really set a trap. Someone did inform him of our coming." Athena stated calmly, while her eyes left Ewan to search for the ticking time bomb. Hopefully, they would be able to deactivate it before it exploded.

"Where do you think it was kept?"

"I don’t think that matters." Ewan uttered, even though his eyes searched too for the bomb. His right leg was already swerving to the location behind him, where he thought he was hearing the sound loudest.

"Why so?" Athena queried, already following Ewan’s lead.

This time, Ewan didn’t answer. He rather followed his instincts, which led him to a corner of the room they hadn’t seen before because of its positioning; it was darker than the rest of the room, like shadows were congregating there.

That was where Ewan found the bomb, nestled to a pink Barney doll.

His heart finally shook, when he discovered that they had barely seven seconds to clear the building—not enough time to defuse the bomb.

"Athena, run!"

His calmness broke, and with insane agility, he grabbed Athena’s hand and ran like their lives depended on it. For their lives did actually depend on it.

Unfortunately, the door that had led them into the room was shut tight for some reason.

Athena started to panic, counting down the time in her head. They had barely four seconds left!

Ewan, without having the luxury to think, took a few steps back and kicked the door with all his might. The door fell flat to the other side of the room, giving him the hope to cling to life.

the entrance, his eyes shutting immediately as they ran out of the open entrance—not in relief, but because the timer in his

Athena’s hand, right before there was a loud BOOM!!! And everything faded

"Mr. Ewan! Mr. Ewan!"

his senses reawakening as he heard the urgent cry of his

Athena. Where is she?

thought that pierced through his

to

spurred him to finally open his eyes wide, to discard the burning sensation on his back and

concern was

was parched, like all the liquid in his body had been sucked and drained by the fire he had almost been

fine. She is resting in the

Ewan tried to get up into a sitting position, noticing that he was

out. She only

part, but he could also see the picture. She had woken

was good that the agent

first, taking a position behind her

his feet. It was then he noticed that a larger part of his trousers had been burnt, leaving only the area around his crotch and a few

like he was

hotel, and made some orders for food and clothes. You don’t have to

threw Ewan’s hand over his own shoulder, mirroring the activity of the driver before they walked slowly towards the waiting

turned, needing to see the effect of

Ashes upon ashes.

houses sandwiching the burnt house weren’t lucky; it was just as destroyed as the house he and Athena had barely

he hoped that no one

exhaled tiredly, noting that the street was still sterile. Hadn’t

of the order given by Philemon then: don’t come out until that