Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 75

Chapter 75: Press Conference

"Ewan, must you go? The doctor admonished you to stay with me till my fears are subdued...please listen to him." Fiona pleaded, looking very pale and pitiful.

Ewan frowned, not believing what he was hearing. Stay till she was free from her fears? It meant he wouldn’t go to work again, considering how extreme she was. How impossible was that!

However, he sat down gently by her bedside. "Fiona, don’t be so dramatic..."

He tucked her blonde hair behind her ears. "You love being rich right? You love spending money, right? Well, allow me to go and make it, so you can have more to enjoy..."

Fiona pouted when she saw the smile on Ewan’s lips, never mind it was barely there, just a tug at the end of his lips.

"But I need you to hold me, to tell me I will be okay..."

Ewan prayed for patience to deal with this version of Fiona. He didn’t know how much longer his patience would hold before snapping. _{freeweɓnovēl.coɱ}

He should have gone this morning to see Athena, but this woman right here had held him down with demands a nanny could easily fulfill!

"I prefer you doing it for me, it helps me heal faster." She had said, when he asked about the tantrums she kept throwing.

But Ewan believed he had had enough of the matter, at least for today. He had to attend the press conference.

"I’ll be back Fiona. You can have me all you want. Just let me make money for both of us."

Ewan almost guffawed at how strange he sounded to his own self, but he was ready to do that, to become that, so that he was will be free from Fiona’s grasp for a second, and keep her from attempting suicide again.

"Okay then. I will count the hours till I see you again."

Ewan nodded, dropped a kiss on her forehead, stood up, and walked out of the room.

After he was out, Fiona smiled, and clapped her hands softly.

"This was the best plan!" She muttered, and she wasn’t doing it with her father’s aid.

The old man could go to hell for all she cared!

She smiled, sat up on the bed, and collected from the bedside drawer, the food Ewan had personally cooked for her.

When was the last time she tasted his meal? She couldn’t remember.

Oh... She moaned when the food’s flavors sank into her tongue.

This was so worth it.

Next, she picked her phone and called her friend. And for the hundredth time, there was no response. Did anything happen?

She had almost asked Ewan about Athena, if the news had come out about the dead doctor, but so far Ewan was just attentive to her.

Would he smile if Athena was dead? Or wasn’t he just aware?

She snickered. The latter must be the case.

Her personal Morgan must have left Athena’s body in an area where people won’t be able to see it for the meantime, unlike what he had done for the chief waiter.

The news about the cruel death of the waiter had been the highlight of her day two days ago.