Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 357

Chapter 357: Wrong Date? III

"I think we should head home. Or do you want something else? Maybe a different flavor of ice cream?" Antonio’s heart, as he attempted patience, shook with giddiness while contemplating their next move for the night.

Home had never sounded better.

Unfortunately, Athena didn’t share the same ideas with him. "Yes, I think we should head home. The twins will be expecting me."

For a second, Antonio was confused.

What twins was she talking about? He wondered, before he understood that Athena was making a clear pointer that she wouldn’t be following him home.

That didn’t sit well with him.

"You are not checking out my house tonight?" A sad voice.

A sad tune that rang in Athena’s ears but went unappreciated.

She was an adult, had seen and heard her fair share of lines, and she knew that following a man to his new place to check it out mostly connoted sharing the new bed with him.

She wasn’t even relaxed enough to kiss him fully, not to mention spend a couple of hours with him—maybe under candlelight?(who knows what else he has planned?--talking around topics.

Too bad, she wouldn’t be there to see it.

"No, not tonight. Maybe I will call on you tomorrow afternoon with the kids. Is that okay?" She finally spoke, maintaining an innocent smile.

It wasn’t okay with Antonio, who had been banking on some alone time, but he nodded all the same. "That’s alright. I’m sure they are curious to see my place too. But do we get to have alone time still...?"

A pause. "Athena, you seem to be avoiding me."

Athena licked her lower lip. "Give me time, Antonio. That’s all I request. Not your money, or the publicity... just time. Is that much?"

Yes. "No. I can wait. I’ve been waiting for a long time, after all." He said, grabbing her hands smoothly, rubbing them gently, meeting her smiling gaze tenderly.

What did a couple of months matter? He wondered, winking at her, enjoying hearing her laugh.

She was his now, and forever.

"So, home?" She tried again with flirtatious looks and smiles, appeasing him.

"Of course." Antonio agreed, swearing to steal a kiss at least for the troubles of tonight.

He gentlemanly ushered her from her seat into his arms, smiling at her like the valuable woman she was.

"I love you, Athena. Thanks for being my date tonight."

Athena smiled in response. "It was a pleasure, boyfriend."

This term caused Antonio to blush to his roots. He felt like beating his chest like a gorilla, then grabbing a mic and announcing to the world that he had finally won the game.

And when he passed by Ewan’s table as they left the restaurant, noticing that Athena showed no regard for the table or even threw a greeting to her friends, he fixed them a victory look—knowing they were watching.

And surely, they were watching.

Ewan, already in a sour mood, wouldn’t talk with his fake date for the night—the one Zane had brought from wherever; his friend was responsible for the three women hanging on their arms.

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