Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 338

Chapter 338: Fiona’s Truth V

Ewan watched the heart-touching spectacle before him, feeling a strange mixture of ease, pleasure, and relief that things were finally looking up for the Thorne family. Never mind that this matter meant the continuation of the dangerous political games within the Thorne clan.

It didn’t matter. He thought. He would personally see to Cedric—Cedric and anyone else foolish enough to think they could walk over his wife and children. Even if it cost him his life.

"Can you see what you and your family almost ruined?" Ewan’s gruff voice cut through the air as he questioned Fiona, whose head remained bowed, her shoulders sagging under the weight of shame.

"I’m sorry." Fiona whispered, her voice trembling.

"You can keep saying that in the black cells." Zane snapped, his tone sharp with disdain.

He turned away from Fiona, toward the Thorne’s reunion, a mixture of happiness and amazement flickering across his face at the unexpected turn of events.

Athena was already a guru in her own right—career-wise and wealth-wise; adding the Thorne empire to her cap would be something else.

He shook his head in amazement. He didn’t doubt she could handle it. If there was anything his father had hinted about Athena, it was that she could handle anything.

Speaking of his father, Zane pulled out his phone and sent a quick text to his old man about the good news.

’Athena is a Thorne...Aunt Emily’s daughter, and the one who saved Ewan from drowning all those years ago. Can you believe it?’

He then locked his phone and slipped it away, watching as the trio disengaged from their heartfelt hug, wiping each other’s tears. He smiled at Athena as she met his gaze, giving her a thumbs up.

She chuckled softly before following her grandmother to her seat, taking the next available spot beside the old woman. The elderly woman, refusing to let go of Athena’s hand, held on tightly as if anchoring herself to the truth that had just unfolded.

"Thank you for telling the truth, Fiona. Thank you for telling the truth this time." Athena said softly, her gaze meeting Fiona, who had lifted her eyes at the sound of her name.

Fiona nodded humbly. "It was the least I could do. I’m sorry for being the thorn in your flesh for so many years."

Athena bit her lower lip, her eyes scanning Fiona’s battered body and the wounds that marred her skin. She would need a thorough medical check-up—if Fiona was to last another week. She would ask Shawn to see to that before placing her in one of the cells.

"It’s okay." Athena said gently. "It’s understandable that you felt jealous—that I stole your friend..."

Ewan and his friends widened their eyes fractionally. What was Athena doing?

Understandable? They echoed inwardly. There was nothing understandable about the evilness of Fiona!

"Maybe if your parents had done better, you wouldn’t have turned out as you did... maybe if you had my mother as yours—mothers by birth and adoption..." Athena exhaled softly.

"All the same, thanks for being my female friend at one time. I’m sure my younger self would have appreciated your companionship. Thanks for calling out for help to save Ewan’s life... and I’m sorry for how things turned out for you, for the unrequited love..."

Fiona’s tears spilled over again, uncontrollable now, flooding her cheeks as she kept wiping her eyes, the floodwaters refusing to stop—perhaps because Athena herself was crying, too.

"Maybe in another world, we would have been best friends... maybe..." Athena sniffed, using her right hand to dab her eyes. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

"I forgive you, Fiona. I let you go." She stated softly, her voice steady despite the emotion choking her.

Fiona’s sobs grew louder, no longer sniffles but loud, broken cries that came from the depths of a woman thoroughly shattered. She couldn’t speak, couldn’t even mutter a word—yet ’thank you’ echoed endlessly in her mind, a mantra of remorse and hope.

"But you will serve your punishment." Athena continued, her voice quiet but firm. "A couple of years in the black cells. I don’t think you will be let out easily if we take this to court. My friend Shawn will be here soon. He’ll take you to the clinic so your wounds can be treated—and then to the black cells... for a couple of years... you will be watched... for improvement. Who knows? You might be free before you know it... your mother too. Although I’m sure she’s already remorseful... however..."

Athena’s tone softened as she glanced at Old Mr. Thorne, "as my grandfather has said..."

The old man’s smile broke through tears streaming down his face. He didn’t think he would ever tire of hearing Athena call him grandfather.

"She will have to be punished. I’m sure Lucas will have a story for Kendra. Is that okay?"

Fiona nodded, accepting her fate—knowing it could have been worse, that it should have been worse. Her life should have been snuffed out long ago, considering the number of lives she had destroyed.

"Thank... you..." She whispered, bowing her head, ignoring the frown that twisted Morgan’s face.

The latter would soon learn. She thought, uncapping her water bottle. He would soon learn humility. There was no other choice left when dealing with these people. That’s if they let him leave alive.

"Good. Now, Morgan..." Athena’s voice hardened immediately, her emotions carefully contained as she turned to meet Morgan’s blank stare. "Are you ready to give us the truth to our questions?"

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