Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 212

Chapter 212: Ewan’s Apology II

The opening and closing of the door of the boardroom dragged Athena out of her frenzy thoughts about the twins who she termed "evil doctors of the West."

She lifted her head, a furrow line marring her forehead when she saw the relaxed features, the hint of a smile, on the lips of Old Mr. Thorne and Ewan. Their closeness too, and the walking rhythm, successfully piqued her interest.

What went on in that room, apart from Old Mr. Thorne handing Ewan’s rights to him? She wondered, unable to be even amused when they came to a halt at the same time before her. Her anger was yet to be pacified.

"I will see you around, Athena," Herbert spoke then, perceiving that it was time for him to leave.

He gave a curt nod to Old Mr. Thorne and Ewan, and then turned away from them, walking down the winding corridor till he was out of sight.

"It seems you both had some catching up to do..." Ethan spoke next, having noticed the same thing Athena had noticed, especially the relaxation of Ewan’s shoulders, which had been a different case during the meeting.

It had been a subtle feature, but Ethan had eyes for these things.

Ewan spared him an amused glance. "Yes, we did."

"Good for you." Ethan said, before turning to Athena. "So, should I head off to the academy now, or do we have some other things to talk over? Should I wait for you back at the house?"

Athena shook her head. "I don’t think there is anything else. If there is, I will email it to you."

"Academy? Is your new venture a school?" Ewan asked, but he got no response, only a cursory glance from Ethan right before he turned away and started down the corridor.

Old Mr. Thorne followed him.

"You two can meet me outside," He had said before leaving Athena with Ewan.

That old sly lion! Athena cussed mentally, inhaling deeply for control, before turning to face Ewan, who didn’t think he would be speaking with Athena face to face like this, so soon.

Old Mr. Thorne had really set him up!

"Uhm..." He actually stuttered like a teen before his crush.

"Ewan, you look well. I’ll see you around then. Have a nice day," Athena spoke, cutting in calmly, needing to be away from this growing awkwardness. But before she could turn away, Ewan called her back.

"Athena, please wait..."

Athena inhaled deeply again. "What is the matter, Ewan?" She asked, maintaining her cool.

Ewan sighed, seeing the blank expression on her face. "I... I want to apologize for everything." He paused, inhaled deeply and exhaled harshly. "I am sorry for wrecking our marriage, for hurting you at every turn, for disregarding you, for allowing you to be bullied by Fiona and her family, for choosing Fiona every damn time over you..."

A pause.

"I’m sorry, Athena. I am sorry for not being the man you needed six years ago when the accusation was unjustly levied against you. I am sorry for siding with lies instead of with you. I’m sorry for the times I abused the intimacy we shared every night. I am sorry for making you feel small and insignificant then, unwanted..."

Ewan inhaled again to control the emotions assailing him; he couldn’t bawl out his eyes in front of Athena. She would think him pathetic.

"I am sorry for the kids, for the trouble you went through before and after giving birth to them. I am sorry I was not there..." He took a step closer to Athena, whose outward expression was still blank, aloof, but whose inward self was undergoing an emotional turmoil.

Ewan listing these things dug up unfavorable memories, including the one where she had been robbed and almost raped while en route out of the town.

It had been a group of passers-by that had saved her that night. She even had to stay with one of them for almost a month to lose track of the criminals.

All these, because this man with beautiful eyes, eyes which she noticed now were wet, had been hell-bent on making her life a living hell.

He was sorry? If sorry could fix everything, the world would have probably been a better place.

What if she had been raped and killed by those men? What would have been her fate? Would he even remember her again?

Of course not! He would have gone ahead and married Fiona and lived happily ever after!

Sorry? He could take his apologies and shove them right up his ass!

She blinked, however, when she felt her tear gland getting messy. She needed to get out of here.

But Ewan wasn’t done yet.

"Athena, I am truly sorry for the troubles I caused you since your return, for not believing you despite the hints you kept leaving for me to follow. I am sorry..."

"That’s okay, Ewan," Athena cut in sharply, making Ewan feel small before he could help it.

He sighed shamefully, looked down, before looking up at her again. He opened his mouth to speak again, but Athena wasn’t having it.

"It’s okay, Ewan. I have heard you. I hope you make the right choices now with the second chance at life you have been given. I hope you have learned your lessons."

Ewan nodded. "I have. Thanks to you."

"And how is your health?" Athena continued, not wanting to give any space that would make Ewan launch into another round of apologies.

"Better."