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

Chapter 335

Chapter 335: Fiona’s Truth II

Ewan battled with disbelief, with incredulity, with shock. Yet he knew that Fiona was speaking the truth; maybe because of the resigned tone in her voice, or the clarity, the nostalgia evident in her tired eyes.

Still, knowing this didn’t make her words any easier to believe.

He had been friends with Athena.

Once. He had been close to her, had cherished her companionship enough to defy his parents, to stay away from his friend, Fiona.

He tried to remember this, and suddenly a wall shut him out. A wall and pain. He gritted his teeth, his fist clenching.

Damn it! He cursed, giving up.

His eyes found Athena then, staying. She looked as strung up as he was—less volatile though. She was looking at Fiona with what could be akin to amazement.

Hell, he was amazed too. He had been friends with both of them, at the same time. An impossibility that had been possible years ago.

Athena.

His eyes scanned her face—her lips, her nose, her long black hair, her high cheekbones—and then back to her plump lips.

Athena.

His savior.

Ewan’s heart shook within him, his fist clenched the more. How could he have missed the trail?

Another part of his mind urged him not to blame himself, yet how could he not?

He unclenched his fists, splayed them on his thighs. She had saved him, and because of that...

His eyes shut of their own accord. Because of that, she now dealt with headaches far worse than his—headaches that hadn’t been cured with her spectacular medicines.

Tears touched his eyelids. He didn’t bother to restrain them, didn’t bother to call the leaking faucet to order—it was the least of his concerns. He would rather let them run free.

gently on the shoulder did he open his eyes. No words needed to be spoken. The old man

wall all the while... He had tortured his savior for three years... His heart cracked further, opened further, and bled

Athena. Cecilia Thorne.

But that gentle touch, that forgiving touch... it only served to wound him further, to

Not that I’m surprised. You only cry where Athena is involved..." Fiona’s words broke through the haze, and he realized he had been sniffing, ugly crying in

him, battling the urge to throttle Fiona right then and

Witch. Jezebel. Wicked woman.

that didn’t cross Ewan’s mind as he glared at Fiona with intense heat. She didn’t even flinch. Days spent in the

an incentive to continue your story?" Susan asked sarcastically, folding her arms across her chest, her

licking her

that?" Florence asked, her voice sharp as a

going through a major crisis.

pause, as she processed her thoughts again, not wanting to overstep the

a way I can get something to eat?

grazing it with her teeth while contemplating, as the others did. Finally, she succumbed. Desire to hear more of the

or biscuits? Something

was being her cunning self again, but he left to get something from the kitchen—he had

another way to make her scream. Surely, they wouldn’t let

glared at Fiona as she collected

cake, and when she finally swallowed, she moaned softly as the flavors burst on her

and Aiden cleared his throat. "You can continue

tilting her

Humility or coquettishness?

his parents’ admonitions, of course..." Fiona started, continuing from where

with them—even though Athena pleaded that I be included. She liked me, you see, Athena. I was also her only female friend. I’m not sure she

back, resting her head against

I made another report. This time, a bodyguard was assigned to him. It worked

A

pull between them.

even finished each other’s thoughts—much

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