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

Chapter 395

Chapter 395: Seizures

"I haven’t seen Herbert on the news today... and I don’t think he has made a statement yet. Where is he?" Florence questioned, her eyes narrowing as they found Athena, who was relaxed on the couch, gaze fixed on the news channel.

At her grandmother’s question, Athena only shrugged, her shoulders lifting and falling with a hint of weariness. "I don’t know really. When I called Zane, he mentioned that his father was supposed to be at the hospital. I just hope he is okay."

"Of course he is okay. The man moves with security like he is the government itself."

Ewan, who held a sleeping Kathleen carefully in his arms, let out a soft laugh. "But we all do, old man, especially with the situation of things. One cannot afford to be loose with security during this period."

Old Mr. Thorne huffed, making Athena hide her smile behind her hand. "Do you have some kind of beef with Herbert? If so, why would you tell him my schedule for the day?"

Old Mr. Thorne frowned, lines marring his forehead as his confusion deepened. "What are you talking about?" He exchanged a baffled glance with his wife, who was equally at a loss.

"When I asked him how..." Athena paused now, ruffling her hair nervously. The topic she was about to bring up was bound to go two ways.

"Athena, what’s the problem?" Old Mr. Thorne leaned forward, concern etched across his features.

"Well, turns out that today is my birthday, or rather the day my foster mother had chosen as my birth date."

Silence reigned in the room.

had the

beside Ewan. "I am sorry." His voice broke, his small frame trembling with the blame he cast

happening all at once, and it’s okay that you didn’t remember. I didn’t even

believe he had missed out on this. Why hadn’t he thought

be waylaid. The cake was delicious, by the way. There was supposed to be some for you,

the variety of emotions flashing across the faces in the room. One thing was clear—they

with his mouth hanging open. She almost rolled her eyes. He should close it before a fly went

to proceed. How to celebrate, in this climate? She didn’t think her granddaughter had the strength

is still

amount of effort her grandmother had put into organizing the party.

nodded eagerly. "Of course, my dear. Of course." She got to her feet with renewed energy. "I need to make more arrangements, make some calls..." And just

didn’t tell me that she liked occasions and parties,"

last time I’ve seen her this excited was at Emily’s wedding

doctors had waited in my

face darkened into a frown. "I have

Athena’s turn to frown. "Why then would

doesn’t want you feeling guilty for keeping the doctors up and about..." Ewan suggested,

known it during and after their marriage. It should have been something—an avenue to at least make her smile, to ease her

must have felt uncomfortable when she asked and said the first thing that came to

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