Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife: The Twins Are Not Yours!

Chapter 112: Separated

Athena sighed softly as she watched Kendra and Kathleen cry on each other's shoulders, their tears glistening in

the sunlight streaming through the window.

Nathaniel stood by the side, watching the emotional display with an air of detachment that might have seemed

cold to an outsider.

However, Athena knew better. The intermittent pinching of his eyebrows betrayed the sadness lurking beneath

his stoic demeanor. Kendra had bectheir closest friend, and the impending separation clearly weighed on

him.

"Kendra, don’t worry. You can visit them anytyou want. You can even do sleepovers," Stella said, trying to

comfort the girls while throwing a worried glance at Athena.

But it seemed to Athena that Kendra needed more reassurance than that in the moment.

She sighed again, reclining deeper into her seat as she realized it would likely take a while for the two girls to

disengage from each other.

But surprisingly, it didn’t take long. Nathaniel, aware of his mother’s tight schedule, stepped closer to his sister

and tapped her on the arm. "Kate, listen to Ms. Stella. We can always see Kendra in school and do sleepovers.

For now, let's go. Remember, Mom has a lot of work to do today."

Athena nodded immediately, as if she was the one being spoken to. Suddenly, she recalled the daunting pile of

work awaiting her at the hospital. Since opening the doors to the hospital to everyone, including residents from

Zack's town, she had been besieged with work, even with the new hires pitching in.

Her mind wandered—what would have happened if she hadn't hired them? She shuddered at the mere thought,

recalling the influx of patients they had experienced since the beginning of the week.

It had been one week since the incident, and after quelling the rumors that her children had perished on the

sday of the unfortunate event, she found herself swarmed with patients from near and far. She couldn't

comprehend the sudden rush.

Did people believe her life was in danger simply because she had faced a kidnapper? Did they think she would

be dying soon?That seemed outrageous to her—almost comical.

She also remembered that the sthing was happening to Gianna at her workplace. Her best friend, now fast

on her way to becoming the best jewelry designer in the city despite arriving only a month ago, had been

swamped with orders ever since the incident.

It was baffling how people thought.

Sighing in relief when Kate finally disengaged from Kendra, Athena stood to her feet and walked up to Stella.

"We'll be heading out now. Thanks for having us," she said, her voice sincere.

Stella shook her head. "Having you? Stop it, Doctor Athena. We are the ones grateful for this opportunity."

Just then, a male stepped into the living room through the open door. Upon seeing him, Athena beckoned him

closer.

"This is Max. He will be your driver and guard, too. With kidnappings on the rise, it's best that one remains safe,"

She explained, her tone reassuring.

Stella's eyes began to shimmer with immense gratitude, but Kendra, not used to such luxuries, ran up to Athena

and hugged her legs. "Thanks, Mother," she exclaimed, her small voice filled with appreciation.

Athena inhaled sharply, still not accustomed to being addressed that way by Kendra. For sreason, the little

girl was determined to call her "Mother," and Stella had no problems with it. She couldn’t help but wonder what

Fiona would say if she heard of this.

The thought of Fiona’s possible anger made Athena chuckle to herself.

"You're welcome, Kendra. Just remember to be a good girl," Athena replied, her heart swelling with affection.

"I will!" Kendra shouted before turning to Nathaniel. She pouted adorably and then lunged toward him, wrapping

her arms around his waist in a hug.

Nathaniel, initially taken aback, stood stiff and unresponsive until Kathleen subtly tapped him on the arm,

nudging him to react.

Athena couldn’t suppress a small smile as she observed the dynamic among them. "Goodbye, Stella," she called

out cheerfully as Nathaniel disengaged from the hug and hurried toward the door.

"Goodbye, Doc. See you when | see you," Stella returned, her smile wide and warm.

Outside, Athena asked the kids if they wanted to return home.

"No, we'll follow you to the hospital. Uncle Aiden is no longer around to keep us company, and we're not really

okay with Mr. Jake," Kate declared decisively.

Athena nodded, her heart aching a little. She opened the door for them to get into the car, with Jake already in

the driver's seat. Jake was a competent driver, but he could never replace Aiden—their reliable friend who had

called them every day since the event after Athena had stopped him from hopping onto the next plane back

home.

Behind them trailed a car filled with guards sent by Mr. Thorne. Athena was acutely aware that there were others

monitoring their movements from hidden positions. It had been a week since the incident, and she was still

adapting to the idea of needing such extensive protection.

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died on Christmas Eve, and she had

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kinds of pain during a twhen

everyone else seemed filled with joy.

There had been no goodwill extended to her until she met Antonio, and even then, the memories haunted her.

What was the essence of the season? Where was the ‘goodwill toward men’ six years ago?

"Mom..." Kate pleaded, tugging on Athena's sweater, her eyes wide and desperate.

"I'll try, sweetheart. Ill try this taround," Athena replied, though she had no idea how she would manage to

celebrate Christmas this year for the sake of her children.

Upon arriving at the hospital, echoes of Christmas filled the air—twinkling lights strung along the walls, festive

decorations in every corner.

For the first time, Athena smiled and returned a holiday greeting from a patient who had wished her well,

surprising both her children and her staff.

Howbeit, she brushed past them calmly, stepping into her office, pausing suddenly when she saw who was

waiting for her in Ciara's space.