Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 516

Chapter 516: Truth? II

Dread pooled low in Athena’s stomach the longer she watched Ewan.

His complexion, already pale from shock, kept draining of color until he looked almost translucent, like someone on the verge of a panic attack.

She had never seen him like this—not even during the worst moments of the court case that had happened between them months ago. His breathing was shallow, shoulders tight, eyes unfocused, hands shaking against his thighs.

Her own mind, frantic and scrambling, was trying to piece together the last words she had spoken. The name she had uttered casually—Limey Linwood—suddenly tasted metallic on her tongue. A strange chill washed down her spine.

She whispered the name again under her breath, slow this time, as if tasting each syllable. And then her heart thudded painfully when the letters rearranged themselves in her mind.

Limey. Miley.

Her eyes flew open wide.

A pen name. A disguise. A scientist known by colleagues for her brilliance, but known to the medical world under an alias.

Limey Linwood... had been Ewan’s mother. She remembered Ewan talking about the latter just days ago, about her fascination with science and drugs.

The realization slammed into her with brutal force. A rush of heat, then ice, then a hollow trembling she could not hide. She stared at Ewan, watching his gaze fixed on the empty space before him like he was watching ghosts only he could see.

Beside the car door stood John, still flanked by guards. His brows were creased in confusion and something much darker—fear. His voice broke through the silence, strained and unsteady.

"Is someone going to tell me what the problem is? Have I talked too much?"

No one answered. Not Sandro, who sat rigidly in the driver’s seat. Not Zane, whose jaw hung slightly open. Not Aiden, who looked just as bewildered.

It was Athena who finally found her voice—cracked, small, trembling.

"She... Limey Linwood... she wasn’t just a researcher."

The weight of the truth pressed down on the car like a storm cloud ready to split.

"She was Ewan’s mother."

Dead silence.

Aiden’s breath hitched sharply.

Zane turned slowly to look at her, as though hoping she was joking.

Sandro swore under his breath.

And John...

John shut his eyes like the words were knives.

When he opened them again, tears shimmered there—not the tears of an innocent man, not exactly, but of someone who had just found reason to loathe his own past.

"I... please," he whispered, voice cracking. "I swear on my life—I didn’t know. I didn’t know who she was. I didn’t..."

He swallowed hard, chest rising and falling as the weight of the old sins he had just confessed settled around him.

"That time... I was taking any job I could. Anything that could push the Vipers up. Anything to build power. I didn’t know her name, her family, nothing. They told me she had blocked the project and needed to be... handled. And I was stupid. I didn’t ask questions."

His voice broke completely. "If I had known—"

He couldn’t finish. The shame strangled the rest.

Ewan remained silent. Terrifyingly silent. He didn’t even blink.

Athena felt the tension radiating off him—a vicious, simmering rage she had only glimpsed once before, when her life had been threatened. But this rage was deeper. Older. Rooted in grief so heavy she felt crushed under its weight.

She had to break the paralysis before something catastrophic happened.

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