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...

saw you read something on your phone, saw the worry and fear that cloaked your face, and then you jumped... I..." She paused, wetted her lips, looked

think to think... I just wanted to make sure that you were safe, that you wouldn’t do anything reckless while being worried about Spider. I wanted to make sure

he could see her face properly. She had jumped because she

her again—enveloped him, so much so that he clutched his fist tight until the torchlight quivered underneath his grasp, the casing

not going to say

her shift her torchlight from one hand

she was. Tension was beginning to grow thick

that, Athena. I might not be able

He stopped only

"Aren’t you coming?"

am, you ungrateful bullock," she cussed, her voice steadier after a

managed a laugh. "Ungrateful? I don’t want you here, Athena. You might get hurt, and that’s another guilt I would have to carry.

worry about

her chin as she

impossible. I will worry about you until the day I leave this world. You better get used

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

paying the price, with these

being a good partner?" she

was, for one, apologetic to him

you," Ewan said

suffice." Athena muttered, moving

care of Lucas in your

knowledge of first-aid treatment. He can handle it until they get to the hangar. I already told Zane to tell my grandfather

"I’m sure that would be

make do with her presence, to enjoy it while it lasted, instead of worrying every second. The woman with him wasn’t an ordinary fellow. She could

am getting used to it. The kids had no problem adjusting either. They have

hear that. You all deserve the

ending? Athena mused. What was this—a

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

was still open, with no guards wandering around, no alarms blaring, nothing

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 character and the destruction of our marriage, our

stop that, otherwise you won’t heal completely. You should let it go. Maybe go

looked incredulous in the dark.