Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 297

Chapter 297: Friend?

"She’s better now. Awake even. Agents..." Athena stopped mid-sentence as Heronica suddenly waved her hand, seeking attention.

With her lips pressed into a tight line and her frown deepening, Athena chose to remain impassive to Heronica’s plight.

She had maintained her calm when panic had thrown Heronica to the ground, and remained indifferent while Cole had frantically shouted for help, desperately searching for anyone who might take pity on them. But no one had come to their aid.

Athena had only shown a sliver of compassion by providing a bottle of cold water, musing to herself that the black cells likely needed the duo alive for after all.

Fortunately for the black cells, Heronica was alive and breathing steadily.

Was she waving to say thanks? Well, she could express her gratitude from where she was.

The impatience coiled within Athena’s chest as she watched Cole assist Heronica to her feet.

"Thanks for your help, Doctor," Heronica said with a quivering voice.

Athena shrugged nonchalantly. "It’s just for the sake of the black cells. Is that all you wanted?"

The only reason she entertained this exchange was her need for information; perhaps Heronica knew more than she was willing to admit. Otherwise, Athena would have simply left. Her body still overflowed with disgust for people like Heronica and Cole, who showed a complete disregard for human life. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

"I’m sorry,"

Ewan hissed from behind Athena, clearly frustrated with Heronica’s meek apology, which seemed more rooted in fear of consequences than genuine remorse.

"Don’t bother, Heronica. You’re going to spend time in the black cells. Nothing will change that," Athena replied sharply, noting the tears that filled Heronica’s eyes as she fell to her knees, pleading, ignoring Cole entirely.

"Please... I can’t spend time there... I’ve heard it’s the worst place on earth..."

"And don’t you think you deserve that, given the number of unnecessary deaths on your hands?" Athena fought to suppress the urge to lessen Heronica’s sentence, recalling the fact that the girl was just the same age as Susan—twenty-one, young, and careless.

Yet the latter needed to learn a lesson about consequences. So, Athena gestured to the agents to come and pick Heronica up.

"Athena, please..." Heronica’s voice broke through, but Athena remembered all too well when they had first captured her.

Heronica had vowed that the entire male population of the gang would sleep with her, while sinking iron nails into her thighs at that moment.

Athena shook her head. The fact that the lady was only twenty-one didn’t change her actions or the cruelty she’d displayed. She needed the black cells.

"You know what to do..." Athena commanded, turning away while shutting her heart against Heronica’s cries as she was led away from the passageway.

"You don’t have to feel bad, Athena. You did the right thing," Ewan said, trying to offer comfort.

"I know," Athena replied, appreciating his sentiment but unable to shake the nagging doubt. "It’s just that she’s young, and I can’t help but wonder what brought her to this life—abandonment? A dysfunctional family?"

Ewan placed gentle hands on Athena’s shoulders, his eyes softening as they met hers. "Maybe all of that. But she has to understand that her actions have consequences for the first time in her life. You can always help her later. But not anytime soon," He added the last sentence after a significant pause.

Athena nodded, looking up at him, searching his captivating eyes for understanding. "Yeah, not anytime soon. Thanks, Ewan."