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.

give way to spring. Soon, the hills would turn green again, wildflowers would bloom, and the mountains would be shrouded in gentle morning mist. Lovers would find secluded corners of the world to whisper their secrets, far from the

ever wanted-peace and quiet, a life shared with someone she loved, away

gilded mansion, there was simply no

ring of her phone pulled Victoria back to reality. Dr. Kelvin's name lit up the

pressed the phone to her

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

man was

that even

spent several seconds in stunned silence, then suddenly, a name

Violet.

old man wasn't handing

Kelvin's voice cut through

hospital now and see what's going

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

as always-sterile

old man had just woken up, and for once,

for the

knew he couldn't

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