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

Chapter 325: Objections

The tap again. This time, on both sides of his thighs. More insistent. Nathaniel and Kathleen.

Ewan inhaled gently. Surely he must have said something wrong, he concluded, darting a sharp glance at Kathleen, who had a nervous look on her face, and then at Nathaniel, who had a disapproving one.

But what did he say? Was he wrong to make that sort of joke? Was the fact that his children were now adopted kids of Old Mr. Thorne supposed to be a secret?

Ewan bit his lower lip, his mind’s wheels running faster and faster as he began to see a particular train of thought, one he wasn’t entirely happy with, especially with Athena looking at him like that.

She hadn’t looked at him in that way... since forever... she looked at him as if he were a devil’s pawn. And he could understand why.

The Thorne family, no matter the united front they presented to the general public, was anything but that, at least that’s what he thought.

He didn’t think the death of his godparents was a mistake. They had been murdered just like his own parents. And Ewan could understand why Athena didn’t want this piece of information out in the open.

If he hadn’t been so consumed with the food he was eating, he would have probably made the connection before speaking, seeing as Cedric was right opposite him with his fiancée.

Yet, he hadn’t.

However, he would be damned if he should let anyone get near his children, if he would let any harm come to them.

No. He would rather die. He would rather make bargains with hell than lose his children to family politics. He wasn’t losing another family member again.

So, he grasped Nathaniel’s and Kathleen’s hands, which were still on his thighs, and pressed them, conveying reassurance to the twins, who for some reason, now let their angst go.

Mom, Father will take care of it. Kathleen seemed to communicate with Athena as she met her mother’s gaze. Trust him, her unwavering eyes spoke, calming Athena’s flaming fury to an extent.

She didn’t know why her children, along with other discussions, had told Ewan about the adoption. Actually, she did. They were beginning to trust him.

standing firm for him. She thought, a

Florence to give the father of her children a chance with the kids, but seeing how close they were getting gave her a pause. What if he hurt them

she could handle it; she actually believed she might kill Ewan this time! Her children were where

that they were getting along—that the kids had a father figure whom they believed could save them from even a disturbing family politics—and a feeling

calm down. She

situation. She instructed next, her eyes leaving

was blank now, but she had been lucky to see it in the first glance when Ewan had first dropped the

deceived, of course,

his fiancée wasn’t exactly wise enough to keep her emotions

about? Grandfather never made mention to the family about an adoption procedure or ceremony. So I think you must be mistaken; the kids might have been blabbing, as kids these days usually do... you shouldn’t have taken

for the bimbo. He rather pressed

of the tongue but were also asking the

his fork on the plate. Beside him, his wife placed a reassuring hand on his thigh, giving

kids weren’t blabbing, Victoria. They never do." An answer and

to meet his

loud enough for everyone at the table to hear. Noticing the attention drawn to her, she chuckled, shrugging her shoulders. "It’s confusing to me. I was just

play the part. "I’ve taken

the announcement on a certain date," Old Mr. Thorne replied, picking up

his mouth and chewed on them naturally. "Cedric, meet Kathleen and Nathaniel, the newest additions to the Thorne household. I’ve been trying to convince their mother, Athena, to make the trip too. I would love to have such an astounding woman as a daughter, but she’s stubborn-headed. Cedric,

Thorne? Next thing, the scoundrel would be sharing

anger, she slammed the table, all common sense finally eroding away. She

at Athena. "You bitch... you are the one trying to

called my mother a bitch is cooling her heels in the black cells.

her mouth hung open as she turned to see who

teach you enough

a chilling quality that caused Victoria to swallow before she could