Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 267

Chapter 267: Pained II

Athena’s heart raced painfully as a whirlwind of emotions swirled within her.

Betrayal clung to her like a heavy fog, thickening the air around her. Aiden, the one person she thought she could trust more than anyone else, had kept such a monumental truth from her. She had always confided in him, shared her deepest fears and insecurities. To an extent, he was supposed to be her closest confidant—closer than even Gianna.

How could he have kept something so significant from her? The thought of it gnawed at her core, making her stomach turn, making her nauseous.

She felt small, foolish even, for thinking that their bond was unbreakable no matter what. For the very foundations of their friendship felt like they were crumbling beneath her.

How could he do this to her, after all they have been through? Was he among those that had made this decision? Did he kill Scarlet too?

As the silence hung thick between them, Aiden shifted on the bed, trying to gather his thoughts, yet they kept escaping him as the second ticked by, as he watched Athena erect the walls he had conquered before.

His brow furrowed, and his mouth opened as if he were about to speak, but the words never left his lips. But the way he hesitated only further fueled Athena’s anger.

She cussed and looked away from him. She couldn’t let him see how deeply this hurt her. With a fierce determination, swallowing painfully, she backed away from him, rising abruptly from the bed.

"I can’t... I can’t do this right now," She said, her voice shaking slightly, betraying the tempest of emotions inside.

"Athena, wait!" Aiden called after her as she turned away, his voice tinged with urgency.

She ignored him, moving away from the bed and crossing to the other side of the room, trying to put distance between them. Her heart pounded as her mind raced. He had known the entire time, yet he had smiled with her like he didn’t. Had he been part of the plan?

The anger in her chest flared hotter at the thought. Did he betray her just like everyone else?

"Athena!" Aiden’s voice grew louder, filled with desperation. "I can explain! I swear I didn’t mean to betray you! Please..."

She turned, but all she could feel was the sharp sting of betrayal laced with disillusionment. "It’s too late for explanations now," She replied, her back turned to him once again. "Just leave me alone." The resolve in her voice was strong, but deep down, she felt a flicker of sorrow battling against the fiery anger.

"Athena!" Aiden continued, undeterred. He rose from the bed, taking a step toward her, ignoring her protests. "I found out later. I didn’t tell you because I was afraid of how you would take it. It was why I even quit. I thought giving you time would be—"

"Time?!" She spun around, her expression one of disbelief mixed with fury. "You thought giving me time was the answer? You’re treating me like I’m fragile, like I can’t handle the truth! I deserved to know! I deserved to hear it from you, not as some back-alley news!"

"Athena, please..." Aiden reached for her, but she took a step back, shaking her head violently.

"I can’t do this," She said, her voice breaking. "First it was, Master Shen. then the president... As a matter of fact, there have been others just like this..." A heavy pause. "Just.Get.Out. Just get out of my room. Out of this mansion!"

Her heart raced as she issued the command, feeling a mix of righteousness and fear coursing through her veins.

"But Athena, it’s late! Can we at least talk about this?" Aiden’s tone shifted to pleading, desperation evident in his voice.

"No!" Athena shouted. "I don’t want to see you again. Just go!"

Aiden opened his mouth to protest, but the chilling look in her eyes told him everything. He finally relented, his shoulders slumping in defeat. "Alright. But I didn’t mean to hurt you," He said quietly before he turned and walked toward the door, his footsteps heavy with disappointment.

"I’m sorry." He muttered, standing by the door post.

Athena’s response was a snide chuckle. "It’s already too late for that, old man. I can see why Gloria left you."

She smiled evilly as she noted him tense up, right before he walked out of the room, without another word.

Yet once the door closed behind him, a numbness enveloped her. The silent room felt colder without him, and she felt lost, unmoored.

Before she could catch herself, her legs gave way, and she sank to the ground, collapsing in on herself. Tears streamed down her face—silent, hot, and full of anguish.

She cried until there were no more tears left, for her dead friend, and for a lost friendship. Once emptied, she slowly wiped her face and collected her thoughts. Her mind raced, ideas tumbling over each other.

Picking up her phone with trembling hands, she opened her contacts list, scrolling until she found the numbers she needed.