Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 2216

Athena had never intended to stir up trouble for herself, at least not so soon. But the moment she heard those words, her pupils contracted sharply in disbelief.

Maggie's smile twisted into something manic. "Didn't they say his ashes were taken overseas all those years ago? Funny thing-turns out that man never really loved Kerwin. After all, Kerwin was living proof his wife had betrayed him. So, for a bit of cash, he sold me the ashes. Didn't even hesitate."

Athena's face drained of all color. Her lips began to tremble uncontrollably.

She flung Maggie's hand away and, without thinking, slapped her across the face.

Maggie hadn't expected that. For a split second, she just stood there, stunned, as if she couldn't believe Athena would dare lay a hand on her. Had she forgotten how, back in high school, she'd been the one on her knees, begging for mercy?

"You hit me?" Maggie sputtered.

Athena didn't answer. Instead, she lashed out again, fists and feet flying, as if possessed by something wild and furious.

The commotion drew the attention of the people inside the chapel. Even Grandma Edith came over, her steps hurried and her expression confused.

going on here?"

her face crumpling into a picture of wounded innocence. “Grandma, there's just been a little misunderstanding with an old classmate. I think

red fingerprints blazed across Maggie's cheek, but Athena stood there, perfectly composed, her clothes unruffled.

at Grandma Edith, noticing the stern set of her jaw. The warm

her gaze for a long moment, then

hands shook on the steering wheel; something feral and heavy pressed against her chest, threatening to burst

a broken home. There was always a younger brother-the favored child. Athena had been sent to live with her grandmother in the countryside, while her parents stayed in the city with her brother. After her grandmother died, they

constant refrain was always the same: "He's your brother. You need to let

loved Athena. Even her grandmother had preferred the boy, forever bemoaning the fact Athena wasn't born a son, as if being a girl was a crime in itself. No matter how much farm work she did there, was never

least in those country years, she got enough to

had to be handed over to her brother. She tried everything to win their affection, but her parents and brother only saw her as some

pick on you? You must've done something to provoke them." Her brother sneered, "Sis, you're always overthinking things. How will you ever get married? I'm counting on

cigarette dangling from