Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 288

Chapter 288: Getting Ready II

"How many times are you going to stare at that message?" Sandro asked, amusement coloring his voice when he stepped into Ewan’s office and found his friend smiling sheepishly at his phone.

"Till you go blind, or till the message disappears?" He continued, coming to stand beside Ewan as he set a file on the desk.

He subtly peered into his friend’s phone to confirm his suspicions; chuckling when he discovered he was right.

"Ewan, it’s just a thank-you message..."

Ewan hissed in response, gesturing for Sandro to leave his side with a flick of his hand twice.

But Sandro wouldn’t budge, prompting Ewan to take his eyes off his phone and glare at his friend.

"Don’t you have more files to peruse?"

Sandro shook his head. "Not at all. I’m free as letter Z."

Ewan frowned, trying to grasp what was so special about Z, and when he couldn’t, his glare on Sandro intensified. This time, irritation joined the mix. "Are you done working on the Vernon’s case? The one with the overseas company?"

Sandro pouted, slipping his hands into the pockets of his slick navy blue pants. "That’s a work for tomorrow."

"You can do it today. Procrastination doesn’t sit well with you," Ewan stated, his tone leaving no room for argument. "Go on ahead."

"And what about you?"

Ewan raised an eyebrow. "And what about me?"

"Are you going to keep staring at Kathleen’s message for another hour?"

"Maybe," Ewan said, shrugging his shoulders, a smile playing on his lips again as he returned his gaze to the phone.

"She called me ’Father,’ Sandro," He muttered softly, his thumb grazing the text message.

’Thanks for the comics, Father. Nathaniel and I love it! Have a beautiful day!’

Oh, he was really having a beautiful day, he mused, the smile on his lips growing wider.

Sandro, watching this display for the umpteenth time, shook his head. There was a lot of work for his friend to accomplish today, and he was busy reading and rereading an already-read text.

"Ewan, I get that you are over the moon, but you have a meeting in the next five minutes!"

Ewan frowned again, looking at Sandro. "I thought I told you to postpone it. I have another meeting with Athena..."

Calling her name struck a chord in his heart, one that came alive with a faint hum. He couldn’t wait to see her, to talk to her, to do things together without anyone else intruding. His hands even shook with excitement.

"But that’s not until an hour or two later!" Sandro pointed out in disbelief, not understanding this side of his friend.

Shouldn’t he be more engaged now, especially since he would be leaving soon, to return, God knows when?

"I don’t want to wear myself out before our mission. I need all the rest I can get..." Ewan replied, reclining deeper into his chair. "Yet, here you are interrupting me... Go away. You’re giving me a headache."

Sandro furrowed his brows. "Have you taken your meds?"

Ewan sighed, feeling he shouldn’t have made that last remark. "Yeah, I have." He lied through his teeth, holding back the urge to begin a tap dance on the table.

Doing so would certainly alert Sandro to his deceit. He didn’t meet his friend’s gaze either.

"She did what...?" A pause ensued as he swallowed, glancing at the door as if expecting Madame Ruby to walk in, then back at Ewan. "How? What did she want? What was her bargaining tool?" _{ƒreewebηoveℓ.com}