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

Chapter 369

Chapter 369: Therapy II

Was this a joke of the universe?

Were the Fates getting off at this play—throwing Ewan in her face at every slightest opportunity? Were they that eager to make her unravel, to make her finally drag her hair in frustration?

And worse? He sat there, sipping from a mug—tea or whatever—as if she hadn’t stepped in, as if he hadn’t heard her voice, as if he hadn’t heard her name, as if she wasn’t even present.

Was this what they had come to? She wondered, still watching him, shock yet coloring her features and stance. This wasn’t what she had in mind when she had told him to stop invading her space.

Couldn’t they be friends? Couldn’t he at least look at her with a smile, with a greeting, like before? Was it really all or nothing?

"Doctor Athena, are you okay? You can have your seat, please... Don’t worry about my friend, he will be leaving soon."

A pause, where Damian kicked Ewan’s foot. "Right about now."

And Athena couldn’t help but ponder if Damian had been in the gang too, if he had been the doctor of the gang. She wouldn’t be surprised; nothing surprised her anymore.

Yet standing, she watched, heart on a balance, as Ewan got to his feet, flashed a Cheshire grin at his friend, then faced her and Susan—who, she was sure, was wondering what was going on between them.

"Athena. Susan."

He only smiled when he looked at Susan, Athena noted, nostrils flaring in annoyance.

"How are you doing?" he asked, directed at Susan too.

and Ewan, engaging in idle talk, teeth flashing, while Damian looked on with mild surprise. He had already taken

then walked past Athena, as if she was

Did you fight again?" Susan asked, taking

you two were that close." Athena

it’s why I am surprised that you aren’t that way with him any longer. Did something happen? You two were tight a couple of days ago—what happened? I thought you accepted being

thought he could mess with

to Susan or to her new therapist, she stomped out of the apartment, momentarily stunned

displaced somewhat. So, she wasn’t the only frustrated person.

him ruffle his hair—which begged for her touch—watching him kick the tires and

that he was mad, that she wasn’t

patronizing smile, all while realizing that she had missed the presence of his car in the compound because she

she covered the space between them, she also realized that her car wasn’t in the compound. Where had

to her, his eyes—which had

here?" he asked aloofly when

out to ask you questions before you

"And...?"

her lower lip—deriving sick pleasure when Ewan’s eyes immediately

avoiding me?" she found

space. I’m just doing that. Is it a crime

head. "Of course

pause, where she licked her lower lip—unconsciously,

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