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

Chapter 75: Press Conference

"Ewan, must you go? The doctor admonished you to stay withtill 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 extrshe was. How impossible was that!

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

He tucked her blonde hair behind her ears. "You love being rich right? You love spending money, right? Well,

allowto 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 | need you to hold me, to tell| 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.

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!

"| prefer you doing it for me, it helpsheal 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 haveall you want. Just letmake 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 becthat,

so that he was will be free from Fiona’s grasp for a second, and keep her from attempting suicide again.

"Okay then. | will count the hours till | 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 tshe 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 cout 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.

She tried the number again. Not going. Why wasn’t he picking her calls?

She shook her negative thoughts away, saying it was impossible. Morgan never missed a target.

That concluded, she settled to devour Ewan'’s food to the finish.

Meanwhile, at Ewan’s company, Sandro was pacing Ewan’s office.

Where was his friend? Did he forget about the conference today, while catering for that pretentious Fiona?

No matter the evidence Ewan had presented to him, including the doctor's report, Sandro found it hard to

believe that Fiona, who loved life so much, would willingly kill herself.

He just couldn’t bring himself to believe the fact, no matter what she claimed to have for Ewan.

When Ewan stepped into the office, Sandro rushed up to him. "Where have you been?"

"Sorry, Fiona..."

Sandro immediately tuned out. "Don’t bother. Just hurry up. The press has been waiting for the longest while."

Ewan took his lips, refusing to comment on Sandro’s interruption. There was no tfor that.

So, taking a deep breath, he strode confidently into the room that had been chosen for the meeting.

Sandro followed, but he stood by the door side, after shutting it after him.

"Good afternoon everyone, sorry for keeping y'all waiting, and thanks for your patience with me, | had a business

to tidy up... so about the issue with Athena Caddell..."

In the hospital, Athena was watching the news with Zane.

Gianna had left with the kids, as she had insisted they attend school, even though half the day was almost gone.

She didn’t want her children to be treated preferentially or for people to think she was abusing the privileges.

The school already accepted them midterm, and that was enough.

She scoffed now, as Ewan spoke about a business he had to tidy.

The mask of frown on her face kept

disintegrating however, with every

story Ewan told aout @eidnartiage,

. rave ;

starting with His personal history,

which had kickstarted his platonic

relationship with Fiona, down to the

contract he made with her father.

"Of course that doesn't excuse my

unruly actions. Even though | had

believed that Athena had been in

cahoots with her fathetit Sifubbsnt

excyseyactions, or my partnering

with Fiona to make her look like a

fool. | knew what Fiona was gunning

for, while she painted pictures or tried

to hold my hands in front of Athena,

but I didn’t correct the notion

because | wanted to hurt Athena..."

Athena maintained a stoic face as Ewan paused and evaluated the faces of the people before him.

"...because | knew she loved me, | wanted to hurt her. | wanted her to feel as | felt when her father requested for

a son in exchange for my father’s land. That contract had hurt my pride."

Athena inhaled softly.

"For the rumor of adultery... on my

side, | never slept with another during

our marriage. On her side, | may have

jumped into conclusions readin"!

coneerhg Ina | should have

pushed my anger aside and did

justice to the investigations. But |

didn't. And | apologize for that.

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investigations. | just hope you all can

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"Check the company’s ratings." Athena said.

Zane obeyed, smiling afterward. "It’s working."