Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 242

Chapter 242: Long Night VI

Was that a trick question? Ewan wondered, staring keenly at his two children who bore a striking resemblance to him.

They had been present at the court case which had been held at the council hall, and so they had heard the verdict. They knew he could only see them once a month, they knew that Antonio was their father legally. They also knew about the relationship between their mother and Antonio. So, why the question? Were they trying to test him?

Ewan opened his mouth to say the first thing that popped into his mind, then halted, closing his mouth again. He needed to sort his words carefully. He had to ensure they were appropriate before releasing them into the air.

"My plan is to listen to your mother," He finally spoke, leaning forward with his elbows resting on his knees. "What she says goes."

He continued, "In the council hall, she decided on my visits to be once a month, and that’s what I will work with. I will respect her wishes, which include not bothering her unnecessarily. Yet..."

There was a pause, and he could feel the curiosity of the children heightening even though they looked calm and collected on the outside.

"I will not stop trying for more—more time with you guys, and..." Ewan hesitated, aware of the heat rising in his face and neck. He didn’t think his next words were appropriate for their ears.

"Don’t worry, you can go on. We have heard a lot of things; I’m sure yours won’t be any different."

Ewan wasn’t pleased with Nathaniel’s statement. The kids were too young to be subjected to everything, even if they were geniuses.

Shouldn’t Athena have known that? Gianna too? His eyes narrowed in slight irritation as he wondered what the twins had heard to be so laid-back, so self-assured in handling whatever he had to say next.

"Don’t worry. It’s just not for your ears."

Kathleen pouted, which made him chuckle lightly.

"So, is there a reason why you asked the question?" He inquired, attempting to regain a sense of control over the conversation.

Nathaniel shrugged nonchalantly. "Not really. Just curious about your intent and purposes."

Ewan pursed his lips, even their expressions and words were far beyond their age. It made him wish he had met Athena when she was younger, just to compare and contrast.

"I see," He muttered, rubbing his hands together as the nerves kicked in, and silence reigned once again.

Remembering Sandro’s advice, he thought to ask about their academics. "So, how’s school going? I heard you’re topping your class."

"Heard from who?" Nathaniel cut in, raising his left eyebrow, a gesture that added to Ewan’s growing discomfort.

Ewan swallowed hard. He had heard from Sandro, who had done his homework, even bribing some of the teachers for information.

"From Sandro. He asked some questions around," He finally admitted, taking his eyes away from them, not wanting to witness any judgment or disappointment that might flicker across their faces. Given their high IQ, it was safe to say they understood the implications of what he was saying.

"Do you always tell the truth?"

Ewan reverted his attention to them when he heard Nathaniel’s question, the weight of it lingering in the air.

"I try."

"Probably why Fiona read you as an open book." Kathleen dropped this observation suddenly, causing Ewan to pull back in surprise. He hadn’t seen that—was it an insult?

"Sorry?"

Ewan pursed his lips, the humor dissipating as Antonio’s words echoed in his mind: "They are good with computers!"