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.

God bless his soul, had the good grace

from his position beside Ewan. "I am sorry." His voice broke, his small frame trembling

things happening all at once, and it’s okay

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

I walked in only to be waylaid. The cake was delicious, by the way. There was supposed to be some for you, but I had to

stretched, during which Athena noted the variety of emotions flashing across the

open. She almost rolled her eyes. He should close it before a fly

then sputtered to a halt, unsure how to proceed. How to celebrate, in this climate? She didn’t think her granddaughter had

rescued her from the dilemma. "The party on Friday is still holding,

amount of effort her grandmother had put into organizing the party. And it wouldn’t do well showing to

up, and she nodded eagerly. "Of course, my dear. Of course." She got to her feet with renewed energy. "I

she liked occasions and parties," Athena

excited was at Emily’s wedding ceremony." A

the doctors had waited in my

face darkened into a frown. "I have not spoken to Herbert in

to frown. "Why then

the doctors up and about..." Ewan suggested, finally recovering

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

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