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

Chapter 319: Finding Morgan IX

Athena tucked her slightly shaking hands into the thighs-located flimsy pockets of the sundress, her gaze never departing from Finn and Jake—or was it now Heron and Dax?

She sucked on her lower lip, anger boiling within her, then pain, remembering that Nathaniel had taken to Jake easily, trusting the driver because Aiden had said so. She would have directed some of that anger toward Aiden, but for the fact that she had made her mistake too regarding Finn; she had ignored her gut feeling again.

She needed to sit down, she thought, feeling her head start to thrum with painful aches, wishing for the relief only her meds could provide. But doing so might give Morgan the impression that she was weak, that his revelation had tipped the scales in his favor somehow.

No. She would rather borrow a feather from Ewan’s cap, she decided, pushing up her chin subtly, refusing to give in to the feeling of weariness sneaking up on her.

Ewan’s back was battered; she knew he was in pain, yet he stood regal and tall, like a vengeful savior aiming to bring justice. He was standing slightly in front of her now, waiting for her signal, her command, trusting that she would do what was best.

She loved that about him.

"Please, let me question them..." She said, her grasp now a gentle touch on Ewan’s arm.

He sighed, glared at an immovable Heron, and stepped away, taking a position beside her.

"No one informed me that you two have decided to give marriage another try..." Heron started, sitting on the floor, tired of kneeling. His hands rested lightly on his knees, while his gaze darted nonchalantly between Ewan and Athena.

Athena, however, had no time to dance around the topics giving her a restless time. "Tell me how you did it. How were you able to act as Finn with that voice?"

Heron shrugged. "Easy. I just switched the voice texture..."

Athena refused to gasp in shock as Heron instantly sounded like the Finn she knew—cultured and cautious. He really did fool her.

"So, I assume that you had plastic surgery? That means there must be a real Finn out there right? Considering the documentations..."

"Of course. He had to go for the mission to be a success. However, a good doctor, if you ask me. Would have made a nice addition to your team."

Athena ignored the pang in her heart, the sorrow for an unknown male who had died because of some vendetta; a foolish vendetta that had just ended now. "How then do you possess medical skills?"

Heron laughed. "I’m not an illiterate. Neither is my sister. Where is she?"

This time, Athena let the smile warm her lips. "Somewhere spectacular. You’ll be joining her soon. Although, I will let you know there are no women there to pass the time with... however, I am sure you will be entertained, after, of course, I’m done with you."

replaced the amusement in Athena’s eyes, a deathly chill

with a nervous laugh, but he couldn’t—not when everyone in the

mean when she spoke of not being civilized like the

started again, folding her arms across her chest. "Finn, you messed with my patients. You messed with my drugs. You messed with my practice. And Jake, you played

most as she recalled Jake throwing her children up in the air and catching them, and them

his favorite food and sport—a sign that they had already accepted him. And then she recalled him asking for a week’s

a good play. She would give them that. But she

she made a

on? How are you feeling now? Are you home yet?" Aiden started once the

"No, I’m with Morgan."

ensued at the other end

brought the phone down from her ear and put it on

"Athena... are you there?"

took on a shaking quality; it was obvious to the people in the room that he thought Athena had been captured, that maybe Morgan had forced her to

don’t worry; I’m okay. Morgan is the captured one. Him, Heron,

Another silence.

Aiden’s voice was

hotel. But don’t come now if you’re busy.

Jake is

there was tense silence, followed by curses, more curses, and then a loud thump. Aiden had hit something, and something

"Athena... I didn’t..."

Aiden. It’s not our fault. I refuse to blame myself, and I refuse to blame you

"Ewan? I don’t understand..."

We had help. Ewan sent for his men again. But we won’t be delivering Morgan and his men to the black cells yet—no... I want my pound of flesh. Susan too... So communicate this to her. I’ll send you our

then she ended the call, without

Ewan, in Jake’s voice. Ewan didn’t bother answering.

"Are you done?"

moving closer to Morgan. "I’ll make you regret the day you were born,

"What can a tiny woman like you do? You

But you three are