Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 310

Chapter 310: Warring Emotions III

"This should mean something, right?"

Silence greeted Ewan’s hope-filled question; he had to ask again, needing reassurance.

"Come on, guys, say something. It means something, right? Look..." He sidled closer to his friends, who were peering down at his phone’s screen, looking at the message Athena had sent a few minutes ago.

"Why would she ask about my well-being and if I have eaten if she doesn’t care? Maybe..."

"Not to burst your bubble, Ewan, but Athena is this way with everyone, especially her friends. And luckily for you, she even accepted you as one... I think you should let go of this unattainable dream of being her husband again and focus on being a good friend."

"Technically, I’m still her husband," Ewan muttered, refusing to accept Zane’s contribution.

However, Sandro’s glare cut that victory short—they had talked about throwing that marital clause around carelessly.

"I know. I know. I’m just... saying," He muttered, dumping his tired body onto the sofa.

"Not to be as harsh as Zane, but I suggest you not get your hopes up. Being her friend, really, I think that’s the best you should hope for. Besides, you get to see your kids more frequently. Isn’t that the case?" Sandro queried, not seeing Ewan’s probem.

Ewan nodded, but he didn’t add that he needed more. His friends would sing the tune of how impossible it would be for his need to be accomplished. It was best he kept his feelings to himself from now on.

"Wait, she is typing..." Sandro announced breathlessly, taking the space beside Ewan on the sofa.

Zane followed suit.

"What do you think she is going to send next?" He asked, peering closely at the phone, willing the three dancing dots on the screen to deliver a message already.

Ewan shrugged. "What do you guys think? I don’t have much experience in this field."

A pause.

"Zane, you should be the one giving us answers. You are more versed with women. What do you think?"

Zane scoffed at Sandro’s statement, but pressed his lips into a thin line while he considered the matter. "I think she is trying to explain herself, considering the fact that you didn’t reply to her previous messages. Women don’t like being left in a hanging loop; they don’t like loose ends either. She would want to smooth things over, make things clearer and less hurtful for you..."

He stated this in a calm and collected voice like a love professional would.

However, Ewan’s next act wasn’t what either of the males anticipated. He exclaimed, and then moved, as if stung by a bee, his fingers typing vigorously on the keyboard.

"What are you doing?!" Zane whisper-yelled, clutching Ewan’s hands.

"I just remembered that I haven’t answered her messages. Why wouldn’t I do that?!" Ewan retorted with a frown, shaking his hands off Zane’s hold.

"At least this way you can see if she cares enough about you..."

Ewan pursed his lips, eyes narrowing as he tried to make sense of Zane’s words.

"I’m not supporting this strategy, but Zane’s words make sense, I think. Since you forgot to send her a reply, let her think that you are still annoyed with her latest choices."

"And then what? What if she cuts me off?"

As if on cue, the three dots indicating that Athena was trying to send a message disappeared. This time, they didn’t come back, and the guys waited apprehensively for a good five minutes.

"Now, see what you have caused!" Ewan exclaimed angrily, typing away on the phone.

Zane looked at Sandro and shrugged. What had he done, if not offer advice? How would he know that Athena would get annoyed?

Although now he thought about it, that made sense. Athena had her pride. Oh well, Ewan’s mistake then.

He quickly recovered himself to see the message that Ewan sent to Athena.

’Yes, I am fine, and I have eaten. Have you? Were the kids awake when you got home?’

He was trying to keep the line of conversation open at this time of the night...

Zane was about to tell Ewan that it was late to be getting chatty when a ding resonated from the phone.

Athena had sent a reply! Could it be?

Zane couldn’t help but lean into the phone, aware of the smile blossoming on his friend’s lips.

’No, they were already asleep. Only my friends were awake, waiting up for me. I’ve eaten too. Well, since you are awake, I have news for you. We have found the mole.’

Ewan exchanged glances with his friends.

Had Athena’s message been because she cared for him, or was it simply because she wanted to give him this news but didn’t want to seem callous by sending it without inquiring about his well-being first?

Sadly, they would never find out.

Only if it was that easy...

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