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

Chapter 400: Hospital Mole

"What’s going on, Athena? What are we doing here?"

The dirty space behind the large broken dusty cupboard where they were currently crouching, hiding, was very uncomfortable for Ewan, but it was Athena, and so it was okay.

However, he needed to know what he was risking his health for. His voice was hushed, though his eyes were sharp with curiosity.

"Why are we hiding?" he continued the barrage of questions gently, shifting against the cramped space, noting the sweat that had overtaken him too.

There was no ventilation where they were, and he knew he would get dizzy, his legs getting cramped, if they didn’t get out of this space soon.

Athena’s response was to place a finger against her lips, signaling for silence, her gaze on the entrance firm. But Ewan refused to be silenced.

"You have to tell me, Athena. I came here because of your text. What did you see in the tunnel? Who is coming?" He pressed on, his whisper edged with insistence, the emotion he had seen on her face in the tunnel enough to keep pushing.

He rarely saw Athena panic, and seeing that happen before his eyes had made him panic, restless before she had dived into his arms like she had been running from something.

"Athena..." He placed a hand on her shoulder, causing her to look at him fully for the first time since they went into hiding.

"What’s going on..." he muttered, his thumb brushing away the sweat beading on her brows.

"We are waiting for the hospital mole. Whoever the person is will be meeting the twins at the secret lab."

the hospital? The tunnel you talked about discovering, where does it lead

a house with a chimney, old model. That’s where the

up, almost touching his hairline.

him everything, including her thoughts, her questions. And when she was done, Ewan was just as speechless, his jaw tightening, as frantic to see the mole who had betrayed humanity for a couple of dollars

knows of this?" Athena questioned, sitting on the dirty floor, her legs

know about the secret doors and all, but I don’t think

slowly, his expression shadowed. "It’s not impossible. As much as Herbert can be fixed in business and expansion,

think so too, but there

father to one of his good friends. How could he be behind this madness, when he had his son to consider, when he had been infected with the virus

even heavy in his mouth. "He will reap the consequences. But if not, we will still ask him questions. I doubt though he will infect himself with the Grey Virus to make a point. But

helped put things

looked at him, at his ease with sitting on dust, and shook her head, a soft smile tugging

a time I thought you were germophobic... with the way you went on about dusty spaces during

"I actually don’t like dusty spaces. They trigger reactions on my skin. My

was clear. He had followed her here because it was her,

storage room broke

alert, sensitive, exchanging tense glances when they heard the door open, when the footsteps started toward the wall adjacent to

slowly peered from the

clenching, somehow controlling the urge to spit

Athena, however, couldn’t. "What?!!"

cupboard with all her strength, all her anger. The heavy wooden thing scraped noisily, only