The Devil CEO's Contract Wife novel Chapter 96

Chapter 96: The Black Sheep Of The Family [1]

[Trigger Warning: Mentions of domestic abuse. Please read with care.]

"Athena!" Elias reprimanded strongly with a disappointed look. "Not another word from you."

Athena pushed to her feet, grabbed a bottle of wine, and stumbled out in a hurry.

She’s drunk.

When Ares attempted to move, I was already up on my feet and scurried out.

"Athena!" I called as I chased after her, but she was quick on her heels until I could no longer see her.

"Athena!" I swirled around the hallway, holding my head momentarily.

I have had too much to drink.

I shook it off and continued my search until I finally found her. Athena was outside, seated close to the water fountain, the soft sounds of the running water filling the air.

I sighed, going down the stairs, careful so that I don’t trip.

What am I even doing here?

I don’t have an answer to that question; all I knew was I wanted to be here, and I had a feeling she needed someone.

I sat next to her, silence taking over us. It took a moment before I glanced her way.

She wasn’t crying. Okay... maybe this could be a lot easier.

"That’s by far the worst dinner I’ve ever had," I began. "Just when I thought staying here wouldn’t get any worse, this night proves me otherwise."

It was utter chaos. The woman my ex cheated with was here, and tried to warp the whole story and humiliate me in front of everyone, not just anyone, the Kings.

This was all Agatha’s doing, and she clearly had it out for me, I knew that now.

"I’m a fool, aren’t I?" Athena said, tilting her head to the side. "There I was seeking daddy’s support when he didn’t even care if I existed anymore."

"You’re not a fool. Everyone seeks their dad’s support. It’s totally normal."

"It wasn’t always like this, you know... when mom was still alive, daddy cherished me in a way. At least I was treated like his daughter and not a stranger."

Athena glanced at the statue, and I did too. "He made this statue for her after she died."

No wonder it wasn’t a common angelic figure. It was beautiful, and the details reflected that it was an image of someone. That was the reason why Ares eyed it the day we arrived.

It must have unlocked memories.

"That witch probably glares at it all the time." She drank from the bottle of wine.

Witch? Was she talking about Agatha?

"Finally, a suitable tag."

Athena snorted.

"Athena..." I began in a serious tone. "Do you wanna talk or..."

"Why? I thought you hated me."

"I don’t hate you."

She narrowed her eyes. "You don’t?" she questioned, almost in disbelief, and then in joy. "Really?!"

"I don’t hate hate you. That’s on a whole different level."

"So you hate me."

She giggled, and I did too. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

My expression fell. He pushed her into an arranged marriage? The hell?!

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