Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 308

Chapter 308: Warring Emotions

A few hours ago?

Ewan’s head swam with questions, and then with fatigue. He staggered on his feet, slightly irritated when he felt Athena supporting him—he wasn’t some charity case!

That irritability morphed into red-hot anger when Antonio stepped forward and gently removed Athena’s hands from his waist.

"If he needs a support system, I can be that," Antonio asserted.

Not wasting a moment, Ewan swatted Antonio’s hands away, tears of humiliation burning behind his eyes. "Get your stinky hands off me!"

"Damn, dude! I’m just trying to help! If you don’t want it, get your ungrateful ass inside the car and drive off," Antonio barked, folding his arms across his chest and blocking Athena.

Meanwhile, behind him, Athena worried if she had made a good call, considering how irate and unreasonable Antonio was behaving. Why did he have to announce it in front of Ewan like that? Did a man’s ego have to be so damning? She clicked her tongue and stepped away from his protective stance.

"Antonio, quit it," She stated, keeping her voice steady.

Turning to face Ewan fully, she felt her heart drop at the pain etched across his handsome features. Had she caused that?

"Is it true? You accepted to be his girlfriend a few hours ago? When was that? Was it because of the truth—"

Athena shook her head immediately, aware of where Ewan was headed. "It’s not that. I... I just felt it was the right time to move on relationship-wise..."

She left her answer incomplete. There was no way she was telling Ewan that she had accepted Antonio simply to silence her heart, which had gone rogue without her consent. She could learn to love Antonio; he was a good man and had been a great friend for a long time.

But Ewan... Nah, he was a whole different case—sinfully attractive and utterly captivating. She still cherished her life and the control she had over it.

"You don’t need to explain anything to him, Athena. He isn’t worth it," Antonio spat, and Athena bit her lip to suppress the urge to tell him to shut his mouth and get into his car. She understood male ego and possessiveness, yet she wasn’t enjoying this.

"Antonio, that’s okay."

But her gaze remained steadfast on Ewan, which clearly displeased Antonio.

"Alright then, I’m sorry. Can we go inside, or maybe step outside and talk? I’m in need of you..."

Athena shut her eyes in anger when she felt Ewan’s anger triple a multiple fold—at the implied meaning of the last clause, when she felt what Antonio was doing; he was blantanly disregarding her!

She turned to give him a piece of her mind finally, but Ewan was already walking away.

"I will see you tomorrow, Athena. I hope you have a good night."

Athena turned away from Antonio, her earlier irritation forgotten in her haste to speak with Ewan, but when she faced him, she was met only with his back and the sight of his hunched shoulders, weighted with dejection.

She watched, heart heavy, as he walked to his car and drove off. Why did she feel this way? She shouldn’t be concerned. She shouldn’t feel bad for accepting Antonio.

So why...? Her train of thought was abruptly derailed when Antonio draped an arm over her shoulder.

For a fleeting moment, Athena considered shrugging him off. But doing so might tip him off that something was wrong. She didn’t want anything to be amiss.

"Don’t mind the puppet. Does he think he has a chance with you after everything that’s happened?"

However, Athena wasn’t in the mood for this; she didn’t want to discuss Ewan right now. It was late, and she needed to sleep. Tomorrow was bound to be long.

"Antonio, can we do this tomorrow? I had a long day," She sighed, observing the flash of anger in his eyes.

"I’ll make it up to you tomorrow and the next day. With all the recent activities surrounding Morgan..."

"Yeah, I get it." Antonio interrupted, drawing her closer, a soft smile creeping onto his lips—reminding her of the man she had come to know. Ewan seemed to bring out the worst in him.

"But must you work with him? Isn’t Aiden doing enough of a good job? Including the other agents that work with you? And what about me? I can help."

Athena chuckled softly. "You? You’re a busy man. And as for Ewan, you don’t have to worry about him. He has his uses, yes, but he isn’t the one I said yes to."

"Damn right, he isn’t," Antonio muttered, his voice deepening as he searched Athena’s eyes for permission to kiss her.

Taking her silence as affirmation, he leaned down and pressed his lips against hers—chaste at first. Then he attempted to deepen the kiss, to push past her lips, feeling her hesitation.

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