"How did you two find me? I picked that area because of its remoteness, and yet..." Zack threw up his hands in frustration, looking at Ewan and Sandro who were seated before him in a plush restaurant, a far cry from the inn he had barely tolerated.
"We always do have our ways, you know that, Zack. You should also know by now that nothing can stop me from getting whatever I want." Ewan replied, sipping the cup of coffee before him.
Even though it was past midday, he needed it to calm down, to recharge. He hadn’t had a coffee since today, an anomaly, totally Sandro’s fault. They had both overslept.
After bumping into Zack outside, the latter had immediately dismissed the therapist whom Ewan believed had secured the interest of Zack, considering the latter had been blushing beet red in the face while telling the comely lady away.
Thereafter, he had instructed Zack to open the car, so they could get in and get away.
If Zack had hesitated then, he would have been subjected to Ewan’s hard punch.
Fortunately, he had been sensitive enough to note the tiredness in the features of the men, and so had obliged quickly, seeing they were the centre of attention.
Under the orders of Ewan—’don’t take me back to that local inn. To the city!’—he had driven here, pleased to do so. It’s been a while since he inhaled fresh air.
If Zack would be truthful to himself, he missed his home, yet he couldn’t go back. He has failed himself, has failed his father, has failed his past generations. Someone else could take the mantle of leadership from him. The town should sort out themselves.
"Is that why you are here?" He finally spoke, knowing the patience of the two men were still hanging on a thin thread.
"Huh..." Sandro started, not understanding what Zack was talking about. Ewan looked the same.
"You mentioned that nothing can stand in the way of getting what you want. Is that why you are? Are you trying to get back to Athena? Is that why you are looking this haggard?... ’nothing can stand in your way?’" He paused, seeing the growing anger on Ewan’s face. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
"Well, if that is so, I suggest you forget it. Just made do with the grace she gave you—seeing the kids once a month. She didn’t afford me that chance."
"You would love to meet the children?" Sandro asked, raising an eyebrow. "You want to give them your last name?"
Zack sighed tiredly, reclining further into his chair. "You know that isn’t possible. I just want to see them. Yes, maybe introduce them to my history and all. Athena was my daughter after all..."
"Adopted, whom you didn’t even enjoy training." Ewan cut in.
"You are one to talk. If you hadn’t been so foolish, so gullible, so..." Zack’s hands tinkered in the air, his eyes narrowing on them, as he tried to find the right word to attribute Ewan’s stupidity to.
"If you hadn’t be so duty driven, you would have seen what was right in front of your eyes!! We all wouldn’t have been in this situation. I would have had grandchildren around me. I would..."
"Then, it was better it turned out this way." Ewan stated coldly, leaning forward, meaning every word.
So, if he was still married to Athena, the twins would have gone over to Zack?
At that time, it didn’t seem like anything important to him—he didn’t think he would want anything to do with Athena or whatever spawn she made—but seeing the twins, he knew he would have made a big mistake had he let them go.
Ewan also knew there would have been a messier court battle because he would have surely fought to have them back, even without discovering the evil and death that was Fiona.
There was just this strong feeling of love and attraction that seized his heart whenever he saw them, whenever he looked at their pictures—something that have become a regular business these days. No, he actually preferred how things had turned out, to an extent.
Zack bit his lips, seeing the determination burning in Ewan’s eyes. "You are lucky, Ewan. But don’t push past your boundaries."
"What do you mean by that?" Ewan asked, his voice taking on a higher note.
Zack sighed, beating a slow rhythm on the table with his fingers. "She loved you, before I made the deal..."
A pause.
"I think that’s why she would rather forgive you, than me. I preyed on her weakness."
Ewan lost his anger for a moment. "What are you talking about, Zack?"
He of course knew that Athena had loved him at one time, but he had always thought the love had happened during the course of their marriage, not before. He had thought, even now, that she had served him out of duty during their first year.
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