Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 319

Chapter 319: Finding Morgan IX

Athena tucked her slightly shaking hands into the thighs-located flimsy pockets of the sundress, her gaze never departing from Finn and Jake—or was it now Heron and Dax?

She sucked on her lower lip, anger boiling within her, then pain, remembering that Nathaniel had taken to Jake easily, trusting the driver because Aiden had said so. She would have directed some of that anger toward Aiden, but for the fact that she had made her mistake too regarding Finn; she had ignored her gut feeling again.

She needed to sit down, she thought, feeling her head start to thrum with painful aches, wishing for the relief only her meds could provide. But doing so might give Morgan the impression that she was weak, that his revelation had tipped the scales in his favor somehow.

No. She would rather borrow a feather from Ewan’s cap, she decided, pushing up her chin subtly, refusing to give in to the feeling of weariness sneaking up on her.

Ewan’s back was battered; she knew he was in pain, yet he stood regal and tall, like a vengeful savior aiming to bring justice. He was standing slightly in front of her now, waiting for her signal, her command, trusting that she would do what was best.

She loved that about him.

"Please, let me question them..." She said, her grasp now a gentle touch on Ewan’s arm.

He sighed, glared at an immovable Heron, and stepped away, taking a position beside her.

"No one informed me that you two have decided to give marriage another try..." Heron started, sitting on the floor, tired of kneeling. His hands rested lightly on his knees, while his gaze darted nonchalantly between Ewan and Athena.

Athena, however, had no time to dance around the topics giving her a restless time. "Tell me how you did it. How were you able to act as Finn with that voice?"

Heron shrugged. "Easy. I just switched the voice texture..."

Athena refused to gasp in shock as Heron instantly sounded like the Finn she knew—cultured and cautious. He really did fool her.

"So, I assume that you had plastic surgery? That means there must be a real Finn out there right? Considering the documentations..."

"Of course. He had to go for the mission to be a success. However, a good doctor, if you ask me. Would have made a nice addition to your team."

Athena ignored the pang in her heart, the sorrow for an unknown male who had died because of some vendetta; a foolish vendetta that had just ended now. "How then do you possess medical skills?"

Heron laughed. "I’m not an illiterate. Neither is my sister. Where is she?"

This time, Athena let the smile warm her lips. "Somewhere spectacular. You’ll be joining her soon. Although, I will let you know there are no women there to pass the time with... however, I am sure you will be entertained, after, of course, I’m done with you."

Heron chuckled—a chuckle that dried up midway when a chilling coldness replaced the amusement in Athena’s eyes, a deathly chill that sent shivers down his spine.

He tried shaking it off with a nervous laugh, but he couldn’t—not when everyone in the room, everyone who wasn’t he and his gang, wore the same expression.

Who were these people? And what did the bitch mean when she spoke of not being civilized like the government? They are going to take the law into their own hands?

"Her... no, I will address you by what I know you as..." Athena started again, folding her arms across her chest. "Finn, you messed with my patients. You messed with my drugs. You messed with my practice. And Jake, you played with my children..."

Athena wasn’t sure which hurt her most as she recalled Jake throwing her children up in the air and catching them, and them asking for more throws.

She remembered the kids telling her about his favorite food and sport—a sign that they had already accepted him. And then she recalled him asking for a week’s leave to settle some family issues.

Those memories hit her hard. The gang really made a good play. She would give them that. But she would make sure they regretted that gamble for the rest of their miserable lives.

Clicking her tongue in anger, she made a call to Aiden.

"What’s going on? How are you feeling now? Are you home yet?" Aiden started once the call connected.

"No, I’m with Morgan."

A short silence ensued at the other end of the phone.

Athena brought the phone down from her ear and put it on loudspeaker.

"Athena... are you there?"

Aiden’s voice took on a shaking quality; it was obvious to the people in the room that he thought Athena had been captured, that maybe Morgan had forced her to call him for some sort of information. It was clear that he was trembling with fear.

"Yes, I’m here, Aiden. And don’t worry; I’m okay. Morgan is the captured one. Him, Heron, and Dax."

Another silence.

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