Chapter 77: Gullibe

Chapter 77: Gullibe Didn’t he know the answer to that already? Athena thought. Surely, he must have heard something either from Aiden or Zane. Yet she stilled the urge to tell Ewan away. He had saved, not just her physical life, but her mental health. By saving her, he had saved her children, and Gianna. Those three, she didn’t know what would have happened if Ewan hadn’t come in when he did. So, she believed that he deserved some patience at least, as a reward, since she was sure he wouldn’t take anything from her. He hadn’t even taken her ’thanks’. "Yes, I’ve been kidnapped before. Don’t ask me why, I don’t know the reason too. It’s what Aiden is still working on... it’s still a mystery to us..." Ewan nodded his head slowly, a furrow marring his forehead. He was thinking. "Were you..." He stammered, as his neck and cheeks flushed in mild embarrassment. Athena saved him from the misery. "We were saved before that could happen." She watched as he sighed in relief, right before his eyes widened a fraction. "We?" Athena cussed mentally. "Yes. The twins and I." Athena inhaled sharply when she saw the tightening of Ewan’s fists. This reaction could only mean... She met Ewan’s gaze. She wasn’t fast enough to cloak her nervousness on time, but Ewan made no mention of it, rather he asked if she felt pain on her thighs where he had seen the burnt marks earlier. Athena shook her head warily. She had seen Ewan’s eyes, knew he was suspicious of the children’s paternity, yet why wasn’t he speaking about it? "Can you give me the updates you have on the gang so that I can help with the search?" Athen paused, then nodded. The more, the merrier. "I’ll have Aiden send you the details later. But you have to be careful. I don’t know if any of them had seen you when you saved me... if they did..." Ewan waved her worry away. "You worry a lot, I’ll be fine. I didn’t get to this point in my life, by being too careless with factors called enemies. I’ll be fine really. I’m flattered by your concern though." Athena huffed and looked away, when he smiled at her widely. "I saw the press conference you held a few hours ago..." "Yeah, what do you think about it?" Athena shrugged her shoulders. "Nice move?" Ewan chuckled softly, relaxing deeply on the chair. "That’s all you have to say?" "Basically. I’ve heard it all before." "Yeah." Ewan muttered, looking at the windows. "They are all truth though, full ones, not watered down versions." "So, when I saw you in the arms of Fiona, both of you sleeping together, it meant nothing?" Athena couldn’t resist making the dig. After all, the picture Fiona had sent her on the day of her mother’s burial had contributed to her divorce request that same day. But Ewan looked confused. "What do you mean? What picture? When did that happen?" Athena turned up in her lips. "Never mind. It’s not important anymore." Yet Ewan wouldn’t let it go. "It might not be important to you, but it is to me. When did you see that?" "On my mother’s funeral, Fiona sent me a picture. It was of both of you sleeping together on her bed. You were holding her quite intimately—it looked like a normal scene." Ewan tried to remember, smiled when he finally did. "Fiona really sent you that? Do you have the picture?" Athena sneered. What was she thinking? That Ewan would believe her over Fiona? Ewan, noting this, shook his head. "I just want to see the particular picture, so I can give you the details. If the scene in it happened on the eve of your mother’s burial, then it’s because of the rain." Athena was befuddled. Rain? What has that got to do with anything? "Fiona is afraid of thunder. It brings nightmares to her. So, sometimes, I help her through it... I think it is a consequence of her saving me from drowning though. She still doesn’t speak about the nightmares." Athena tried to hold in the laughter, but gave up when Ewan looked at her comically. "Why are you laughing?" Athena shook her head, and laughed more. "You are just so gullible. Do you really believe anything she tells you?" Ewan was speechless. Why did everyone make it seem he was stupid for always believing Fiona? Didn’t they understand the role she had played in his life? "I believe her because she tells the truth, Athena. Fiona isn’t one to lie." Not one to lie? The implication Fiona made when she sent the suspicious picture, wasn’t that counted as a lie? Or must a lie be directly spoken for it to be one to Ewan? Yet Athena bobbled her head dramatically. "So, it’s safe to say that you didn’t believe me when I told you that Fiona had been behind the kidnap?" Ewan paused. This was a tricky question. He didn’t believe Fiona could be behind such a filthy cruel scheme, but he didn’t want to lose this little relationship he had going with Athena. "I don’t know, Athena. It’s ludicrous. I’m sure you already know that, adding the fact she attempted suicide and was in the hospital the same day. So, why would she attempt suicide when she had given the go ahead to kill you?" Athena was curious about that too. What was Fiona’s game plan? To get Ewan back into her clutches. Of course that would be part of it. But what else? Athena just couldn’t let go of the latter’s relationship with the gang. The members had called her the leader’s lady. Did that mean they were sleeping together? Athena perused Ewan, who was tucking the bed sheets into the bed corners. She actually pitied him. The man who didn’t know he was dating a beast. "I don’t know. But I know what I heard, and I guess I’ll just have to prove it to you." Ewan nodded. He could deal with proofs. After all, he was garnering that too at the moment.