Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 447

Chapter 447: So far, So good.

So far, so good, Athena mused, dumping her buttocks on the couch, watching the results of her effort some feet away.

Even though she was bone-tired, she felt relieved seeing the cure—shared in see-through containers, arranged carefully on one of the high tables. Relieved and satisfied, really, that Kael’s plan hadn’t come to pass.

So far, so good too, because no incident had turned up again today; no more scouts, no new patients except the few that had come in the evening, according to the report Stella had sent to her a few hours ago.

And despite these; despite the fact that those sent to check out the areas and houses that hospitalized patients had come from had returned with the good news of no-spread, she had booked an appointment with a trusted news media to make the announcement of a new cure by the end of the week.

A cure which will be free for all—seeing as her grandfather had promised to sponsor the treatments.

She smirked faintly, leaning back against the couch, exhaustion clinging to her bones. That would drive the gang and its sponsor crazy for sure.

Her phone buzzed in her hand, the vibration rattling softly against her palm. Without looking, she knew it was Antonio calling.

It had started first with the cake day check-in. She shook her head in disbelief, lips parting with a weary chuckle. How he believed there would be a cake day when things were on fire eluded her. Or was it because the matter hadn’t affected any of his loved ones? Did that explain his laissez-faire attitude?

She had been so pissed off that she didn’t tell him about her grandmother. And from the nature of his texts so far, she believed he was still in the dark.

"Hello..." she answered when the call came for the second time, her voice soft but lacking enthusiasm.

"Athena, you haven’t been with your phone?"

"I have been working... sorry about that," Athena added the last phrase to ease out whatever rough patch there was.

"That’s alright. How is it going then? Any luck with the cure?"

"Yes. I think it is coming around. What about you? How is work today?"

Antonio snorted softly on the other end. "Just okay. Just concerned about you... missing you too... Where are you? Can I see you tonight?"

Athena’s eyes found the clock hanging on the far wall. Just a few minutes past eight. "I don’t think so."

She sighed tiredly, pressing a hand to her temple. "I need rest. To sleep too."

"That’s alright too. You can camp with me at my place... would let you sleep real good... massages..."

His voice had become husky, low and tempting, but Athena only wanted to sleep on her own bed—maybe with her children flanking her. Albeit, she chuckled softly for the benefit of Antonio.

"Maybe next time? I’m too stomped to even move... already half asleep..." she murmured, not wanting him to even make the offer to come pick her.

A sigh echoed from the other end. "Okay then. A video call?"

Athena, seeing that he was bent on spending some time with her no matter how tired she was, agreed, not ready for another set of tantrums that was peculiar to him.

"Just give me a few minutes, let me prep," she said, laughing mechanically when he teased her before ending the call.

Prep for a video call with him? She rolled her eyes as she got to her feet. She wasn’t a teenager. She only wanted to leave the lab to avoid more questions. The sitting room at least looked less sterile.

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