Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 526

Chapter 526: Captives IV

Abject pain caused Athena’s eyes to brighten with unshed tears as she watched Zane take a seat on the chair that the standing guard had brought for him.

And yet she wondered that if she felt this hurt, what then would be Ewan’s fate? How was he taking this betrayal? Zane was one of his closest friends, oldest too, since they had been friends since they were kids.

She turned aside to look at her lover, her jaw tightening in pain afresh when she noted the sorrowful shock clouding his face, one mixed with disbelief and muted anger.

"Why?"

She heard the pain clearly in Ewan’s croaked voice, one that caused her heart to twist. She wanted to hug him, wanted to comfort him, but her arms were tied, and so was his.

She looked at Zane, expecting an answer. Yet, when he finally spoke, it was void of the bitterness that had been present in Antonio’s voice and Herbert’s. It was resignation, like he had no choice.

But everyone did have a choice, right? And Zane had made this, unpalatable as it was.

"Family, Ewan. I’m sure you understand that. Family first."

Just that. Nothing more. No explanation or pleas for understanding. No smirk even—just concrete aloofness.

"I do, Zane." Ewan muttered, his brows drawing low. "I just thought I was your family too."

Not a flinch or indication that Ewan’s emotion-ladened words had pierced the armour that was Zane.

In the course of the events that had happened since her return to the state, Athena had seen that behind the façade he presented to the world as a playboy, Zane could be as ruthless as a gangster when it called for it; he was just like Ewan, stone when they needed to be.

And now, she could see that version of it, that version that had been pruned by the gang. Phantom was his code name. And really, he had deceived them, made his real intent a ghost.

"Yes, but you are not blood, Ewan. Never has been."

Herbert looked over the moon, looking proud over his son’s words, when all Athena felt was disgust.

"Since when..." Ewan asked, masking the tremor in his voice.

What was the use of having his feelings out on display?

Yet, he couldn’t mask the pain overshadowing his heart. How could Zane?

He had hated himself for thinking of the latter in terms of a traitor just days ago, yet here he was.

This Whitman family, that was out for him, for reasons he couldn’t understand. What had he ever done wrong to them?

Their families had been close friends for a generation or thereabout. What could have happened? Herbert’s greediness, his mind readily supplied to him.

"Some days ago, before the court case, and the revelations that came with it..." Zane answered in that robotic voice of his. "Yes, I told my father all about it."

Athena and Ewan shut their eyes, as if on cue, opening them later to glare at Zane.

"So, you know all about his evil deeds, and yet chose to side with him?" Athena.

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