Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 451

Chapter 451: Rants

"Athena, where are you?"

That was the first statement Athena heard from Antonio hours later when she picked his call. The little party in her honor—and well, Ewan’s too, since they had both cut the cake—had long ended. The children had gone to school, and the adults had gone about their business.

At the moment, she was in her office, going over some files Ciara had mentioned needed to be vetted by her, the feeling of contentment still lingering despite the chaos building from her enemies.

"At work," she replied, turning over the next page in the document she was reading.

"At work?" The sharp lowness of Antonio’s voice should have been a pointer that her fiancé was in a foul mood, but Athena’s mind was too preoccupied with the document before her.

"Yes. What about you?" she asked, too absorbed to notice the hesitation on the other end, just as she hadn’t noticed when he’d skipped the customary Darling, how are you?

"Athena!"

Athena frowned sharply, pulling the phone away from her ear, annoyed at the sudden shout. What was the matter now?

She put the phone on loudspeaker and kept it on the table, eyes still fixed on the document—though her mind was already drifting.

"Why are you shouting, Antonio?" she asked, her tone tired but steady.

"Why am I shouting? Are you really that ignorant of what today is?"

For a second, Athena assumed he was talking about her birthday. "About that, I’m sorry you weren’t invited..." she said, curiosity stirring on how he’d even found out. "I was in the dark too. I had just come to work this morning, gone to my grandmother’s ward, only to be sung Happy Birthday to when I opened the door."

A pause followed.

"I wasn’t aware. We can celebrate together later today," she added, wincing as she remembered the dinner date she had promised Ewan.

Hopefully, it can be moved, she thought. Surely, it could. She only had to—

"Your birthday was celebrated without me? And none of the family members could reach out to me? Even my children?" Hurt and disbelief laced his voice, the softness in it making Athena instantly apologetic.

"They must have been let in this morning..." she said, excusing her children. "They had even been in their uniforms."

"Was Ewan there?"

Athena sighed now, already knowing where this was heading.

"He was, right?"

"He lives in the mansion now—well, on most days. So it’s not surprising that he would be aware of it..." she began, but bit her tongue before saying that the day had been Ewan’s birthday too. There was no need to.

"From the memo released by the company’s site and distributed in the KN newspapers, today is his birthday too. So, you two celebrated together, cut the cake together..."

Athena wisely kept her mouth shut, letting him vent.

"...laughed together while I slaved away in the company for the both of us."

Athena frowned slightly, confusion flickering. For who now?

"And you wouldn’t even show me an atom of respect, especially since I will be your husband soon..."

Athena tried to be understanding as Antonio continued to ramble about respect and whatnot, but she couldn’t possibly see how she had disrespected him.

Yes, he should have been invited—would have been if she had organized the party—but was it her fault? And what was this nonsense he was saying about Ewan now?

She blinked, incredulous. She was a well now?

"I’m sorry," Athena cut in, tired of hearing the endless rambling. And, to be fair, she should have informed him of the cancellation, even though he could have easily connected the dots as her grandfather had. These were chaotic times—not exactly the best for engagement parties. Still...

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