Chapter 64: Suspicious

Chapter 64: Suspicious Athena exhaled harshly, after she shut the door on its hinges. Had she confirmed Ewan’s suspicions when she had deftly pushed him out of the apartment? But what could she have done? She knew the look that had suddenly appeared on his face after he had turned to the children and seen them smiling and eating. The look of remembrance. What happens now? She glared at her shaking hands. Snap out it! She commanded, hating her sudden weakness. Hadn’t she planned for this? So, why was the thought of battle over her children making her sweat? Athena shook her head. She needed to submit her body to an intensive work out, to remind it of what she had gone through the first year, after her exile—without help from anyone, apart from the friend Gianna had directed her to. When she turned to the children. They were all looking at her mysteriously. "What?" They shook their heads, and returned to their food. Nathaniel, however, looked up again. "Does this mean he will be visiting from now on?" He tried the cool-as-a-cucumber face facade, but Athena knew that her son was terribly confused by his father. "No. This was just a one time thing..." She paused. "Do you want him to?" Nathaniel shrugged his shoulders in response. "I don’t know, mom. I would only choose what you want." As much as Athena was pleased with the loyalty of her children, she knew they needed the presence of their father. However, she wouldn’t make the introduction until she was sure Fiona and her family won’t trouble her children. That was the one thing she wouldn’t be able to take. She didn’t want to kill the woman already. Speaking about Fiona and her family, Athena brought out her phone and set a reminder for next week—she would be including Ewan’s town to the list of towns she will be treating. She walked up to her children and ruffled their hair. "Don’t worry, everything will be fine." She narrowed her eyes on them thereafter. "And don’t do anything dramatic. Don’t involve Kendra in your antics too." "Yes, mom." The children chorused, including Kendra. Meanwhile, Ewan staggered out of the elevator in unbelief. He kept taking deep breaths to calm himself, but it was not working. His head was aching terribly too. He took out his phone from his pants’ front pocket and placed a call to Sandro. "Sandro, I need to see you now. Meet me at the mansion." He spoke, when Sandro finally answered, after two rings. He hung up the phone, without waiting for his friend’s response, and started moving to the exit of the high rise building. As he neared the exit, he heard a doorman yelling at another. "Why did you shut down the elevator last night? Did you know your incompetence almost cost me my job?" The offending employee kept bowing and apologizing. Ewan furrowed his eyebrows. Out of mere curiosity, to satisfy his instincts, he walked up to the doormen. "Who is the owner of this building? I’d like to rent a flat?" The doormen exchanged glances. "Didn’t you know? You were with the boss last night when I saved you from the elevator crash..." The yelling one answered. Ewan was speechless. Athena owned this building? "Did her husband buy it for her? Do you know her husband?" The doorman frowned. "Husband? I don’t think Madam is married. If she is, I’m not aware. The only men I’ve seen her with are Mr Zane and you, sir." Ewan’s heart clenched and unclenched. He rubbed at his chest, to ease the growing discomfort. Then, he thanked the doorman, and hurried out of the building. As he walked into his car, he opened his phone to call Zane, but thought better of it. He didn’t want to place his friend at a crossroads. It was better he worked at this with Sandro, with someone whose loyalty was not divided yet. When he arrived at his place, Sandro was already in the living room, waiting. "What is the matter, Ewan? You sounded urgent." Ewan removed the thick sweater he had worn to the mall and consequently Athena’s house, dropped it on the sofa, and fell into the same sofa. But sitting wasn’t enough. He stood up and started pacing the room. Sandro was nonplussed. Did something happen? Where was his friend coming from? "Where did you go?" "Athena’s house. I went to drop off gifts at her place, to thank her for accepting to be my doctor, amongst other things." Sandro nodded. "Did something happen?" "I met her children..." Sandro’s heart fell as his thoughts beelined in one direction. "And..." "They are twins. Your report didn’t say that. Striking twins with striking blue eyes..." When Ewan turned to Sandro, and saw his friend with an accepting look, he frowned. "You suspected?" Sandro wasn’t sure what to say. "When you told me you met the daughter with striking blue eyes, I was suspicious, but chose to confirm first, before delving into conclusions. Anyone could have blue eyes..." Ewan shook his head. "I would have thought the same, if I hadn’t seen the boy..." A pause. "I don’t have a recollection of my childhood, but I kept having headaches when he met my gaze. And then, while Athena hurried me out of her apartment, that particular dream suddenly flashed in my mind. I was amazed when I saw that my little self and Athena’s boy have a striking resemblance." Ewan clasped his hands tightly. "If this..." He shook his head, and muttered ’this can’t be happening’ intermittently. Sandro splayed his hands on his thighs. "I suggest you do a test first, before jumping into conclusions." Ewan nodded in agreement. "Strive then and get one of the necessary requirements from them." He spoke, even though he knew what the results might be. Somehow, his heart had confirmed it, but his head was taking its time to process and then believe it. However, as Sandro had said, it was best he had evidence, before taking the next step. Just then a text dropped on his phone. It was from Alfonso. ’Fiona just attempted suicide.’