The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 3

Victoria spent the entire night sitting alone. The last embers in the fireplace

flickered out, but there was still no sign of McNeil.

She picked up the phone and called Yasmine.-

"Take me to the hospital."

It was midwinter, and last night's snowfall had left the trees lining the street dusted

in silver. The moment she stepped outside, the cold seemed to seep straight into her bones.

Victoria sat by her grandfather-in-law's bedside, carefully peeling an apple for him with a paring knife.

"McNeil told me you agreed to have another child. That's good."

The old man smiled at his granddaughter-in-law, deep wrinkles crinkling with genuine happiness.

She paused mid-peel. "Dr. Kelvin, the stomach cancer specialist, arrived this morning. I want to schedule your surgery as soon as possible. He can only stay in the country for two days."

The old man nodded. "I trust you, Victoria. If it weren't for your connections, I doubt we could have brought him here."

Victoria's dark eyes were sharp and unwavering. "Don't worry, Grandpa. Dr. Kelvin will cure you. I promise."

The next day

returned, exhaustion written all

his expression turned cold. But for Violet's sake, he forced himself to keep his temper

you who had Dr. Kelvin

life, not to play the savior for everyone

stared at her, his eyes dark and stormy, anger simmering just

do this? She's dying. She needs the best

his gaze, her beautiful eyes

a woman who stole my husband and then has the nerve to ask me for favors. How can you

being far more

less than a year left. She gave you

a quiet finality to it. "You always thought I was the intruder, that I stole another woman's man. Isn't

outright-he

those six years meant the nights spent

again and again? Was

Victoria. You knew about her from the

shamelessness made Victoria's face

own fault. She'd known he loved another, yet insisted on marrying him

She deserved this.

then opened them.

If you do, I'll have Dr. Kelvin treat