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

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

who had Dr. Kelvin transferred from

play the savior for everyone else.

anger simmering just beneath the surface-ready to

would you do this? She's dying. She needs the

gaze, her beautiful eyes

to a woman who stole my

already being far more

year left. She gave

was steady, but there was a quiet finality to it. "You always thought I

it outright-he belonged to Violet, not to

those six years meant the nights spent side by side,

her out again and

You knew about her from

made Victoria's face turn

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

She deserved this.

her eyes for a moment, then opened them.

If you do, I'll have