Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 124

Chapter 124: Christmas Play II

"What are you doing here, Ewan?" Athena asked, her voice calm yet laced with an unmistakable hint of irritation.

What was this foolish man doing, appearing in her life at every turn like some unwelcome specter? Hadn’t she made it perfectly clear that she wanted him nowhere near her or the children?

She bit her lip in frustration, trying to stifle the swirling anger within her. Was this why the guards had rolled out the red carpet for them today?

Glancing around at the other parents in the special section, a few familiar faces caught her eye. They were the shareholders of the school—she had done her research before enrolling the kids. She wasn’t a part of their elite circle, but Ewan was. The realization sank deep; it was safe to assume Ewan had orchestrated this whole thing, pulling strings to ensure they were here.

Athena shook her head in disbelief, deciding not to waste another moment waiting for Ewan’s reply, which seemed to be taking an eternity.

He was too busy reveling in the sight of her children, who, thankfully, pretended to be completely oblivious to his presence.

"I’m out of here," She muttered, turning to Gianna. "Let’s find some space in the other sections. I refuse to be uncomfortable today."

"Athena..." Ewan called out, but she was already striding away, the twins eager to follow her lead, their youthful energy propelling them forward.

Ewan’s expression shifted, lips pressed thin, a mixture of frustration and inscrutability passing over his features.

As Athena and her family descended the stairs, they were intercepted by the head teacher, whose tightly controlled smile sent a pang of unease through her. This was the kind of smile that signaled trouble.

"You can’t join the other sections," The woman stated, retaining her professional façade.

"Why not?" Gianna chimed in, frowning in confusion.

"Every seat has been accounted for for a couple of days now. We make arrangements ahead of time to avoid complications. So, every seat here..." The teacher gestured toward the crowded section filled with beaming parents and excited children, "has been taken. I suggest you return to your previous seats please." _{freewebnøvel.coɱ}

Athena’s jaw clenched as she caught the earnestness in the woman’s gaze.

"Please, Doctor Athena, make this easier on us. The efforts put into this event have been monumental, and I assure you, we’d hate for it to go to waste. Also, your kids are due on stage shortly; they need to be where they can settle."

Athena’s nod was curt. "I understand; thank you for the explanation. We’ll head back."

With a decisive turn, she marched back toward the special section, the weight of frustration building with every step. It was evident to her that Ewan had meticulously crafted this scenario to suit his own purposes.

"Mom, don’t worry. We don’t have to sit with him," Nathaniel tried to reassure her, but that sentiment was swept away almost instantly as they approached their designated area.

To her surprise, more seats had filled up since their earlier arrival, leaving only one row open—the one Ewan occupied.

"I think some seats were removed. Check out the rows again," Gianna whispered, shaking her head in disbelief. "He’s playing his cards close to his chest." She looked at Athena, a question lingering in her eyes. "What do we do? The children need to settle down and recite their lines soon..."

Hopefully. She added silently, leading the way toward the row.