Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 122

Chapter 122: Christmas Visitor

"Did you invite anyone to partake in the surprises?" Athena asked Gianna, wiping the tears from her eyes as she disengaged from the hug.

Gianna immediately shook her head.

"There were no invitations sent out. I thought that would be a bit overwhelming..."

You thought right. Athena mused, before looking at her children. The twins shrugged their shoulders. They couldn’t have invited any adult.

Athena furrowed her eyebrows and stood to her feet. It was either Aiden or the doormen. She concluded, glancing at Aiden’s gift. The man could be full of surprises if he wanted to. But shouldn’t he be celebrating with his daughter?

That left the doormen then. She surmised, walking toward the door. Gianna and the twins followed closely behind.

At the door, Athena inhaled deeply to calm her fraying nerves. The gang couldn’t possibly be here to gift her a Christmas surprise, right? The security detail was all over the building.

She was safe, she decided, and opened the door, startled when she saw Ewan standing outside, wearing a thick leather jacket, his hands filled with gifts.

"Merry Christmas, Athena," He said, though there was no Christmas smile on his lips.

Athena’s surprise immediately shifted to hot, simmering anger. She grasped the doorknob for control, but it wasn’t working.

"What...are...you doing here, Ewan?" She gritted out, barely restraining herself from slapping the hell out of him.

"I came to celebrate Christmas with my children," He replied calmly as if he were discussing the weather; as if he hadn’t submitted a case to the court against her; as if he wasn’t brimming with eagerness to join their festive celebrations, having glimpsed the decorations on the wall adjacent to the door.

Athena opened her mouth, but nothing came out due to her anger. "You foo—" She paused when she felt Gianna’s hand on her shoulder, the gentle pressure reminding her that children were beside her.

Athena took deep breaths to calm herself. It wouldn’t do her any good to lose control of her anger now.

"Ewan, you can’t celebrate with your children until the court decides that."

"So, you’ll deprive me of the comfort of seeing my children?" Ewan asked, still maintaining his chill composure.

"You should have thought of that before submitting a case to the council, without speaking to me."

Ewan scoffed, then dropped the gifts on the floor gently. "Speaking to you? You’ve been back for more than a month, and you couldn’t let me know that you returned with my children?"

"And why would I do that?" Athena questioned, folding her arms tightly across her chest. "Give me one reason why I should have done that, apart from the fact you donated sperm for their conception."

Ewan was speechless.

"Athena..."

Till next week. He thought somberly before picking up the gifts from the ground.

Meanwhile, in Ewan’s mansion, Fiona was opening her window, holding back a smile when Morgan jumped right in.

"What are you doing here, Morgan, and how did you scale the ledges?" She asked, her voice a mixture of surprise and affection.

Morgan shrugged before handing Fiona a gift bag. "I can do anything for you, my Morgana. Since you won’t meet me, I had to come to you myself. I’ve missed you so much."

Fiona blushed as Morgan dropped a kiss on her forehead. "But you know it’s risky. I don’t know where Ewan went to this morning, but he might be coming back soon," She said, opening the gift bag.

A smile appeared on her lips as she saw the expensive perfume and shoes nestled inside, but it quickly dried up with Morgan’s next statement.

"I don’t think so. He went to see Athena with loads of gifts. He’s probably playing with the kids now. Forget about the fool, Fiona, let’s play."

Fiona offered no resistance, allowing herself to be led to the bed.

Ewan hadn’t gifted her for Christmas, yet he had gifted Athena and the kids?

He will pay for it, she thought.

When she was done dealing with Athena, she would make sure to deal with him too!