Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 445

Chapter 445: Pleased

"How is she doing?" Ewan asked Athena as he stepped into the room where Florence was kept under strict hospital supervision.

She seemed to be sleeping—this first patient to be treated with the new cure—and to avoid leakage, and for her protection too, guards were mounted even outside her door.

"Better. She is recuperating..." Athena muttered, her arms crossed against her chest, eyes trained on her grandmother, darting at times to her grandfather who was sitting on a stool close to the bed. He had not let go of Florence’s hand, nor stopped watching her, except for the few seconds when Ewan had stepped into the VIP room.

"That’s great." Ewan moved closer, placing a hand on Old Mr. Thorne’s shoulders and giving a gentle squeeze—conveying both comfort and relief.

Old Mr. Thorne tapped his hand twice softly, before asking him of his journey.

"Went well..." Ewan answered, meeting Athena’s now curious gaze.

"Sure? Is that why you came with security?"

Old Mr. Thorne frowned, though his face remained turned toward his wife. "Security? Did something happen?"

Ewan sighed, barely. "Visiting the old boss didn’t come with any consequence..." he said, with little difficulty, his mind tripping over the confession John had made.

Even if he wanted to tell them, he couldn’t do it now—not with their attention fixed on Florence.

"But when I returned this morning, Kael had sent men to pick me up at the airport... maybe dispose of me somewhere else."

Athena cussed softly, her jaw tightening.

"I would have preferred though, to have been informed concerning the attacks last night... or rather the scouts the gang had sent... it would have helped me be more cautious..."

A pause. "If Connor hadn’t shown up, I’m not sure how I would have escaped that ambush."

Athena’s hands fell and clenched into fists by her sides.

When her grandfather had informed her—for she hadn’t returned home last night, not until this morning when she had gone to see Florence, take a change of clothes, and make sure her grandmother was settled in the hospital—rage had heaped upon the already simmering anger within her.

She had vowed to do to Kael, as she had done to Morgan. Even worse.

"I am sorry about that..." She finally said. "I just figured you would have your hands full with your old boss. Did he give the consent we were looking for?"

Ewan nodded. "But he doesn’t want Kael dead—not unless the latter persists to wreak havoc. I didn’t give any promises though," he added, when Athena scowled at him.

"Good," she said firmly. "Because I’m not letting him go scot-free."

Ewan bit his lower lip, looking away. What would she think if he mentioned the identity of her mother’s killer then?

What would Old Mr. Thorne—who was nodding now to his granddaughter’s conclusion—do?

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