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."

They are still in the hospital? The tunnel you talked about discovering, where does it lead

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

brows shot up, almost touching

was done, Ewan was just as speechless, his

questioned, sitting on the dirty floor, her legs already

off his palm. They could worry about their dirty trousers later. "He may know about the secret doors and all, but I don’t think he is in this, that he is

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

think so too, but there are a lot

of his seniors in business, and the father to one of his good friends. How could he be behind this madness, when he

But if not, we will still ask him

with Ewan always helped put things in perspective,

on dust, and shook

thought you were germophobic... with the

of his neck. "I actually don’t like dusty spaces. They trigger reactions on my

followed her here because it was her,

broke

got up quickly, crouching again, alert, sensitive, exchanging tense glances when they heard the door open, when the footsteps started toward the wall adjacent to them—the wall which led to

nodded to each other, then slowly peered from the little holes in the cupboard

spit out the curse

Athena, however, couldn’t. "What?!!"

to her full height, fury sparking in her eyes, pushing the cupboard with all her strength, all her anger. The