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

Chapter 135: D-Day

"Mom, you look nervous." Nathaniel spoke, prompting Athena to gaze at her reflection in the mirror again with a

hint of vulnerability. She had been staring at her reflection, looking for anything that could provide a sense of

calm before the storm.

Upon hearing her son’s concern, she closed her eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath to steady herself. When

she opened them again, the remnants of her anxiety had been replaced by a cold, steely determination glinting

in her eyes.

Nathaniel continued, unfazed. "You don’t have to worry, Mom. We won't let him win." He grasped her hand firmly

in his, as Kathleen took hold of her other hand. Their touch was grounding, a reassurance against the mounting

pressure she felt.

"We will win this, Mom. It's a done deal. It's inevitable." Nathaniel concluded with a confidence that would have

warmed her heart, had she not been so preoccupied with her own swirling emotions.

He rested his head by her waist, a small gesture that usually made her smile, but today served as a reminder of

what was at stake.

Athena longed to run her fingers through their hair affectionately, but with both of them holding her hands, she

decided to leave it. She rather fought back the nervousness that threatened to creep in again.

It wasn’t that she wasn’t prepared or that she feared losing; that would never happen. But the specter of the

elder council loomed large, a reminder of the painful memories tied to the last tshe had entered that hall.

Six years ago, that place had marked the bane of her existence, seeping her life with bitterness and anger—

feelings she thought she had buried under the weight of time. Yet here they were, ready to resurface, waiting for

the right trigger.

In her chest, she felt a familiar ache, not as sharp as it had been those years ago, when the pain had consumed

her entirely, but still present, gnawing at her resolve.

"Mom... | have a question, quite unrelated." Nathaniel’s voice broke through her thoughts again, and she looked

down at him.

"What is it, Nathaniel?" She asked, noting the unusual quietness of Kathleen, who had been uncharacteristically

subdued all morning.

"It's about the container of drugs you gave to Mr. Ewan regarding his issues. Why do you have it in your

possession at home?"

Nathaniel’s question struck a nerve—Athena had hoped no one would ask. She had assumed the matter was

resolved, tucked away along with her secrets, but it seemed she had gloated too soon.

Athena quickly pressed her lips together, searching for a way to respond without revealing the tension it invoked

in her.

"Is your health threatened, Mom?" Nathaniel pressed further, his concern now evident.

She shook her head vigorously, forcing her voice to remain steady. "Not at all. It's at hbecause it's a recent

drug | worked on. It hasn't yet gone to market. Nothing much," She stated calmly, directing her gaze toward the

window, avoiding the piercing eyes of her son.

She couldn't bear for him to see the lie, couldn't stand the idea of him sensing the unease rippling beneath the

surface.

"Thank God..." Kathleen muttered softly, a thin smile creeping onto her face.

Athena smiled back, but her gaze shifted back to Nathaniel, who seemed suddenly introspective.

"Mom, | had a nightmare." The vulnerability in Kathleen's voice pulled at Athena’s heartstrings, and she instantly

knelt to draw her daughter close, cupping her small face in her hands.

"A nightmare? What was it about, Kate?" She prompted gently, grateful that her daughter finally felt comfortable

enough to share what had been troubling her.

"Mr. Ewan died, and everyone was gloomy about it."

Athena's eyes widened in surprise, the unexpectedness of the statement catching her off guard. She swiftly drew

Kathleen close, sensing the weight of sadness that shrouded her.

"Don’t worry, Kate. Nothing will happen to him," She assured her, though the ghost of Old Mr. Thorne’s warning

flickered through her mind—a reminder of the dangers that lurked in the shadows of the truth.

"Do you think the truth will kill him today?" Kathleen asked, her voice trembling slightly.

Athena paused, her heart catching in her throat as she recalled what she knew about Ewan’s strength and

determination. "No. He is stronger than that. He will face the truth, bitter as it may be, and he will make better

decisions in the future." Hopefully.

"Do you really believe so, Mom?" Nathaniel asked, echoing his sister's concerns from behind them.

Athena inhaled softly, searching for her own conviction. "I know so." She spoke from her own experience,

recalling the truth that had shattered her years ago. It had broken her then, but she had cback stronger,

forged anew through the fire of pain and loss.

Hopefully, the case will be the swith Ewan, because she wouldn't be backing out because of a mere

nightmare or pity. Oh no. She loved her children too much for that. And this court case, in a way, was she

rendering help to him, the last he will get from her, apart from the treatments.

Her phone dinged with a message just then, the sound cutting through the thick atmosphere. Disengaging from

her embrace with Kathleen, she stood and retrieved the phone from the dresser.

Two texts awaited her from Areso and Chelsea, wishing her good luck for the case today. She quickly sent them

both a note of appreciation, feeling the familiar warmth of friendship bolster her spirits briefly.

As she noted the time, a deep sigh escaped her lips. It was time. "Let's go. I'm sure Gianna has been waiting for

a while."

True to her words, Gianna was indeed waiting. As Athena stepped into the living room, she exhaled softly, her

heart lifting at the sight of her friend.

Gianna stood up from the sofa and walked toward them, her arms open wide. They shared a family hug, filled

with warmth and love.

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"Let’s go then. The court case will be starting in the next forty minutes," Gianna announced, rallying everyone.

Outside the building, Athena's lips parted in surprise when she saw the barrage of cars waiting for them.

What is this? A convoy? Curiosity swirled in her mind as her eyes caught Old Mr. Thorne, deep in discussion with

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"How have you two been?" He asked, his voice rich with affection.

"Good!" They chorused, happiness radiating from them, and in that moment, Athena felt sof the tension on

her shoulders dissipate.

"Hope you didn’t give your mom any trouble?" Aiden teased as he set them back down on the ground.

"Not at all!" They answered, giggling at the idea.

"Good." He nodded, before turning his attention to Gianna and Athena.