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.

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

and quiet, a life shared with someone she loved,

in McNeil's gilded mansion, there was

of her phone pulled Victoria back to reality. Dr.

pressed the phone to

give up his place for the surgery to someone else. His condition isn't improving, and at his age,

rippled through Victoria. The old man was giving up his chance for

did that

silence, then suddenly, a

Violet.

wasn't handing over his chance...

twisted painfully. Dr. Kelvin's voice cut through

the hospital

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

smelled as always-sterile and

for once, he

Kelvin told me you're giving up your place for the surgery," Victoria said bluntly,

couldn't hide

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