Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 452

Chapter 452: Reservations

Athena sighed in relief as the video call with Dr. Damian ended.

Relief—because therapy wasn’t easy. The one-hour session alone had opened up a caveat in her mind she never thought she would approach again.

Susan had given her a heads-up about his methods, and yet she had been powerless against them, despite being a doctor herself and knowing a thing or two about psychology.

At least he had permitted the session to take place virtually, understanding her position at the moment...

She sighed again, dragging her fingers through her hair, and went through her to-do list on the tablet beside her. Another sigh escaped her lips when she noted she had to cancel dinner with Ewan—maybe shift it till tomorrow—since Antonio had insisted on taking her out tonight.

That text had come in just after she had hurriedly ended the call with him then.

Athena reclined in her seat and let it twirl her slowly, the gentle spin matching the rhythm of her thoughts.

There wasn’t much debate about which dinner to cancel, she insisted to herself, stopping the spinning motion abruptly with a light tap of her heel. Ewan would understand.

She picked up her phone and made the call.

"Hey, birthday celebrant..." Ewan started when he answered, his tone cheerful enough to make her smile—and feel a little bad for what she was about to say. "How’s your day going?"

"Fine," she replied, glancing at her desk. "And yours?"

Ewan went on about budget cuts and company policies, his tone animated as always, and Athena listened quietly. After all, she held a significant amount of shares in the company—it was only natural she stayed informed.

"So, enough about me," he said finally, teasing. "What’s the reason you called? Surely it can’t be because you’re missing me..."

Athena snorted softly at his attempt at humor. "As if! I’m calling because of the appointment today—the celebratory dinner. I received your message and reservation," she said, licking her lower lip, pausing. "And I won’t be able to make it. Maybe we can reschedule?"

A certain pause followed on the other end, long enough to make Athena’s heart rhythm shift a little.

"As you wish, co-celebrant," came his quiet response.

She let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding.

"But we don’t need to reschedule though..."

Athena’s breath caught again. Maybe she had celebrated too early?

"We can have a simple dinner at home when you return. I’ll cook."

Her brows shot up, nearly touching her hairline. Ewan? Cook?

That was a sight she hadn’t imagined. Yes, her children had told her about the toasted bread he’d once made for them, but she had always suspected they were exaggerating. Still, they’d described it as "delicious." Could it be true?

"You’re not saying anything," he added with a playful tone, "which tells me that’s the best decision. So, are you in?"

Athena inhaled deeply, smiling despite herself. "What about the family? Won’t we be interrupted?"

"Don’t worry about that. I’ll take care of it. In or out, co-celebrant?"

Athena laughed easily now. In another life, she and Ewan would have been best friends—easily. "I’m in."

"Cool. See you later... fighting!"

Athena laughed harder when the call ended abruptly, as though Ewan didn’t want to hear the consequence of his chirpy farewell—or the embarrassment sure to follow.

"Fighting?" she muttered, shaking her head, laughter bubbling again as she returned to her files.

Was this a South Korean drama?

Moments later, she tidied her desk and got to her feet, stretching lightly. Fatigue tugged at her shoulders, the kind that came from mental work more than physical, but she still intended to stop by her grandmother’s ward before heading home.

Athena nodded, understanding immediately. This must be what Kael meant when he talked about surprises.

The sight made Athena’s heart ache with a quiet longing. She wanted that kind of union someday—simple, lasting.

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