Fiona has a child? Ewan repeated mentally, disbelief flooding his mind as he turned fully to face the woman he had once planned to marry, before Athena’s unexpected return shattered that possibility. A woman who had deceived him into believing she was a virgin, when in reality, she was an open invitation for any man seeking her favors.
But a child? When had that happened? Where was the child? Surely, it must belong to that devil, Morgan! His conclusion rang out, echoing in tandem with the crowd’s shocked response as they processed Athena’s shocking revelation.
"Of course she would have a child for that evil man, Morgan! I am not surprised!"
"Who knows, it might belong to another! Since she’s open to all and sundry. No respect and dignity for herself!"
"What do you think Morgan will do when he finds out if the baby belongs to someone else? What if he discovers her escapades with another man?"
"And how is that my business? If he wants to kill her, then so be it! She deserves to die after all. If the council won’t order it, then we will take it upon ourselves!"
"That’s true!"
Fiona shuddered as this chorus of voices erupted, the crowd’s agreement to her death resonating ominously with her impending doom. She clasped her hands together tightly, struggling to quell the trembling that threatened to consume her.
When her father attempted to place his palm over hers, seeking to offer comfort, she shook it away, defiance aflame in her eyes. How had Athena known about her daughter?
Fiona subtly cocked her head to the side, an idea flickering in her mind. She could deftly deny it now and later devise a plan to navigate this treacherous situation... because if Morgan discovered this, he would abuse her until she lay dead at his feet!
"Margaret, considering your obsession with your daughter during the time I was still Ewan’s wife, were you aware of this development?" Athena queried with a glint of triumph in her eyes.
Margaret, still grappling with the shocking lengths her husband and daughter had gone to rid themselves of Athena, shook her head slowly, disbelief etched on her features. "I wasn’t aware, doctor."
"And how about you, Alfonso?"
Alfonso pursed his lips, caught in a web of conflicting emotions. Was he aware? Of course, he was! But should he admit it?
Alfonso thought Athena possessed the evidence, so there was no need to fabricate lies. With a heavy sigh of defeat, he nodded, causing Margaret to let out a sharp gasp.
She had always known that her daughter and her husband shared an inexplicable bond, but this was different. How could they keep her in the dark? Did they fear she wouldn’t align herself with their plans, considering the child?
Did they kill the child? Her heart constricted painfully at the thought.
But Alfonso was mistaken—Athena had no concrete proof of his involvement.
Alfonso’s teeth ground together in frustration as Fiona shrugged his hand away from her for the second time. Hadn’t she learned enough that Athena made no idle accusations? All her claims came with undeniable proof! fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com
Athena tsked and shook her head, sorrow washing over her features. Fiona was truly vile! Without further hesitation, she navigated to the Child tab in the table of contents and clicked on it. Instantly, Kendra’s picture appeared on the screen, captured from a special angle that framed Fiona’s eyes and expression in the sweet girl’s visage.
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