Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 369

Chapter 369: Therapy II

Was this a joke of the universe?

Were the Fates getting off at this play—throwing Ewan in her face at every slightest opportunity? Were they that eager to make her unravel, to make her finally drag her hair in frustration?

And worse? He sat there, sipping from a mug—tea or whatever—as if she hadn’t stepped in, as if he hadn’t heard her voice, as if he hadn’t heard her name, as if she wasn’t even present.

Was this what they had come to? She wondered, still watching him, shock yet coloring her features and stance. This wasn’t what she had in mind when she had told him to stop invading her space.

Couldn’t they be friends? Couldn’t he at least look at her with a smile, with a greeting, like before? Was it really all or nothing?

"Doctor Athena, are you okay? You can have your seat, please... Don’t worry about my friend, he will be leaving soon."

A pause, where Damian kicked Ewan’s foot. "Right about now."

And Athena couldn’t help but ponder if Damian had been in the gang too, if he had been the doctor of the gang. She wouldn’t be surprised; nothing surprised her anymore.

Yet standing, she watched, heart on a balance, as Ewan got to his feet, flashed a Cheshire grin at his friend, then faced her and Susan—who, she was sure, was wondering what was going on between them.

"Athena. Susan."

He only smiled when he looked at Susan, Athena noted, nostrils flaring in annoyance.

"How are you doing?" he asked, directed at Susan too.

She watched—surprised to say the least—when Susan developed a spring to her steps, covering the distance between her and Ewan, engaging in idle talk, teeth flashing, while Damian looked on with mild surprise. He had already taken a seat.

"Okay, see you then," Ewan finished, then walked past Athena, as if she was invisible.

"Why are you two acting like that? Did you fight again?" Susan asked, taking her seat before Damian, who looked at Athena too, expectantly.

"What about you, talking and laughing with him? I didn’t know you two were that close." Athena didn’t recognize the irritation in her own voice.

Susan laughed. "You gotta be kidding me, Athena. That’s the way we roll. And it’s why I am surprised that you aren’t that way with him any longer. Did something happen? You two were tight a couple of days ago—what happened? I thought you accepted being friends for the sake of the kids..."

And yet the douchebag thought he could mess with her feelings...

Angrily, without a word to Susan or to her new therapist, she stomped out of the apartment, momentarily stunned when she opened the door and saw Ewan kicking the tires of his car like they were fighting.

Her own anger displaced somewhat. So, she wasn’t the only frustrated person. Good.

She maintained silence, watching him cuss, watching him ruffle his hair—which begged for her touch—watching him kick the tires and hit the trunk of his car.

Oh yes, she loved it that he was mad, that she wasn’t the only crazy person.

"Are you okay?" she inquired, with a patronizing smile, all while realizing that she had missed the presence of his car in the compound because she had been too caught up in her own thoughts.

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