The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

"What did you just say?"

Yasmine arched an eyebrow, her fierce gaze making the housemaid shrink away instantly.

Victoria had been standing in place for ten whole minutes, her beautiful eyes fixed on the winding staircase ahead, her heart feeling utterly hollow.

At last, she found her voice, though it was little more than a hoarse whisper.

"Yasmine, let's go."

It was time. She didn't belong here, nor anywhere that had McNeil in it.

They were finished-had been for a long time.

A sleek black town car sat abandoned in the driveway.

Victoria passed by it without so much as a glance.

Anything that belonged to McNeil, she wanted nothing to do with. If Violet wanted it, she could have it.

Yasmine flagged down a cab for her. Victoria sat alone in the back seat, gazing out the window as the city slipped by.

the mountains would be shrouded in gentle morning mist. Lovers would find secluded corners of the world to whisper their

vision. Wasn't that all she'd ever wanted-peace and quiet,

there was simply no place

Victoria back to reality. Dr. Kelvin's name lit up

pressed the phone to

up his place for the surgery to someone else. His condition isn't improving, and at his age, every day he waits is dangerous. I thought

man was giving up his chance for

that

in stunned silence, then suddenly,

Violet.

old man wasn't handing over his chance... to

painfully. Dr. Kelvin's voice cut through her fog. "Victoria, are you still

here. I'll go to the hospital now and

course immediately, weaving through traffic as Victoria's thoughts churned and

hospital corridors smelled as always-sterile and

man had just woken up, and for once, he seemed

place for the surgery," Victoria said bluntly,

couldn't hide it from

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