The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

"Daddy, did Mommy follow us?"

Violet's voice was soft and almost a whisper. "Let me go talk to Victoria. I'm sure she just misunderstood."

On the phone, Victoria's reply was chilly, almost inhuman.

"That won't be necessary. There's no misunderstanding."

She slowly set down her phone and fixed her gaze on Yasmine in the driver's seat. "Drive."

When they returned to the house, Yasmine walked beside Victoria, quietly giving her a report.

"Ms. Marchand dated your husband for years. The two of them were so close, everyone thought they'd get married. But Ms. Marchand can't have children, so Mr. Langford's grandfather refused to approve the marriage. That's why—"

Yasmine trailed off, but Victoria smiled faintly.

"That's why he married me."

One daughter wasn't enough for the Langford family. Just last month, McNeil's father made it clear he expected a second child.

Another child?

Ha.

family? This way, the next Mrs. Langford

plan.

"The good news is, Violet was diagnosed with stomach cancer three months ago. The doctors say she has about a year

Victoria's breath caught.

cancer. That's what McNeil's

even got sick the same

ten, its chimes echoing through the

fireplace, but Victoria sat wide awake on the couch,

door opened, bringing a rush of icy air

came in. McNeil

why did you show up at the amusement park today?" Gwyneth's cheeks were flushed red with

to see the midnight fireworks. It's Christmas, and because of

right. It

over, and knelt in front of Gwyneth, reaching out to brush the snowflakes from her daughter's coat. Gwyneth turned away with a scowl, refusing to look

so nice to me—she buys me everything I like and eats wherever I want. Of

us, and now Ms. Marchand is upset. Dad's mad, too, and he wouldn't let me stay. Is that

pouted, her big eyes brimming

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