Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 54

Chapter 54: Night Out III

"What’s the problem, Ewan?"

"Why do you look like you just saw the devil?"

Zane and Sandro asked simultaneously, darting glances between Ewan and the throng of bodies in his line of sight.

Did he see a foe? Sandro thought, peering at the many faces before them, checking to see a familiar face.

But what foe would make Ewan look like that?

"Ewan!" Zane tapped his friend on the thigh when Ewan ignored them and downed the scotch in one go.

"Talk to us..."

"Athena is here," Ewan finally answered, striving to calm his racing heart as his eyes darted back to where he had seen Athena just moments ago.

Only now, she was gone.

His heart drummed in panic. He stood up from his seat, unable to sit still. Where did she go?

He was about to push through the crowd when he spotted her dancing with Gianna, surrounded by a gaggle of men staring at them with lustful eyes.

How had she gotten to the dance floor so quickly? What was she doing here in the first place? Shouldn’t she be resting after the eventful week she’s had?

What about her children?

’Is that your business?’

Ewan sighed at his mind’s tease. It was definitely not his business. He shouldn’t be bothered about another man’s children.

So, he turned to point the two women out to his friends, but the dazed looks on their faces—particularly Zane’s furious expression—told him they were already aware.

"Seems we aren’t the only ones who came to unwind..." Sandro muttered, clearly drooling.

Ewan could see why.

The two women were easily the hottest in the club, especially Athena.

Athena’s gown hugged her curves like it was painted on, shimmering under the strobe lights. The way it flared at her thighs made it seem as if she were a goddess descending from the heavens, ready to steal every man’s breath away.

His heart started racing again, as he watched her dance amorously to the slow music blasting from the speakers.

What was the universe trying to tell him?

Maybe this night wasn’t just about drowning his sorrows and regrets...

Maybe it was about facing the truths he had avoided for so long.

His heart, however, clenched with pain, when a strange man placed his hand on her waist.

Ewan saw red.

He was about sauntering to the dance floor to stop the man who was dancing with her, to ask her for a dance too, when he heard an angry grunt.

Immediately, he glanced at Zane. His friend was practically burning a hole in the dance floor with his fiery eyes.

Ewan recognized that look; it was the kind of anger that comes from watching a woman you love being surrounded and touched by other men.

It was the same feeling churning in his gut when he had watched the guy casually place his hand on Athena’s waist.

It annoyed him that Zane was looking at her, too. But hey, he had made his own bed, so he might as well lie in it.

However, when he turned back to Athena and saw her arguing with a couple of guys, all rational thought fled his mind.

He hurried toward them, aware of his friends trailing behind.

As he got closer, he could hear the heated exchange.

What bad luck had almost visited them tonight! They thought as they ran out of the club, without looking back.