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

Chapter 385: Another Extraction IV

Spider can’t be this stupid! This foolish! This dense! This...

A thud from behind disrupted Ewan’s cursing of his friend as he marched toward the location of the gang they had just escaped from. He had also been tapping furiously on the torchlight he had taken from the table before his jump from the plane.

He paused, frowning, wondering if he had misheard.

Surely not. He surmised. The sound had been unmistakable.

Turning aside, his eyes widened when he saw a figure trying to get up in the dark.

That shape, that gait, could only belong to one person. And when her scent drifted into his nostrils as she approached, he thought he was dreaming, that his need for companionship had conjured the ghost of his ex-wife.

"Athena?" he whispered, as though trying to confirm her presence, even though she now stood a few feet away, staring up at him.

"Are you stupid?" was the response he got in return—a consequence of the worry mixed with annoyance brewing in Athena.

How could he jump off the plane without letting her know? Did he think he was the master of the operations, allowed to do whatever he pleased without informing his partners?

"I should be asking you that," Ewan retorted, recovering his voice, discovering that he was suddenly angry. What if she had broken a leg during the jump?

His question left Athena gobsmacked for a second, before she let out a sarcastic laugh. "You must be kidding me."

But Ewan wasn’t done. His jaw tightened as he took a step forward. "Joking? Woman, I am not! What if you had sustained an injury during the fall? What if you had broken—"

"I didn’t break any, did I?" Athena interrupted sharply, hands folding across her chest, her chin tilting up in defiance.

"You are reckless, and this action of yours is flagrant!" Ewan flung his arms wide in frustration, not believing that this woman had jumped from a plane quite high in the sky, without a parachute!

Did she think she was Superwoman, or Ironwoman?

"Why did you even jump off? You should be taking care of Lucas."

"Because I was worried!!" Athena screamed, her face hot with emotion.

She took a few steps back when she realized what she had just admitted—but she didn’t take it back. Instead...

face, and then you jumped... I..." She paused, wetted her lips, looked

make sure that you were safe, that you wouldn’t do anything reckless

of the slim torchlight, wishing to turn it on so he could see her

his words—on his promise of not kissing her again—enveloped him, so much so that he clutched his fist tight until the torchlight quivered underneath his grasp, the casing creaking

going to say

to say? he wondered, watching her shift her torchlight from one hand to the other. She was

Tension was beginning

around making statements like that, Athena. I might not be able to stop myself from kissing

stopped only when he realized

"Aren’t you coming?"

ungrateful bullock," she cussed, her voice steadier after a brief

I don’t want you here, Athena. You might get hurt, and that’s another guilt I would have to carry. I already have much

don’t worry about

itched to cup her chin as she stopped before him, a defiant tilt in her

I will worry about you until the day I leave this

stayed back on the plane. Maybe she should have just told

the price, with these unsettling feelings stirring up within

won’t thank me for being a good partner?"

was, for one, apologetic to

you," Ewan said simply.

Athena muttered, moving

take care of Lucas

shrugged. "Aiden has basic knowledge of first-aid treatment. He can handle it until they get to the hangar. I

pause. "I’m sure that would be

enjoy it while it lasted, instead of worrying every second. The woman

getting used to it. The kids had no

to hear that. You all deserve the

mused. What was this—a

Since the truth came out..." She left it hanging,

they could see it was still open, with no guards wandering around, no alarms blaring, nothing to indicate their enemies’ knowledge of the extraction that had taken place right beneath

better, knowing the truth, to some extent... but to be honest, there is more pressure... worsened by the fact that I had played a major role in Fiona’s bad

won’t heal completely. You should let it go. Maybe

in