The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 22

"I'm Victoria's husband."

Osborn's expression faltered for a split second before a sly, almost mocking smile tugged at his lips as he shook McNeil's hand.

The handshake was firm-too firm. Both men could feel the unspoken hostility in the pressure of each other's grip.

"Osborn. Vicky's—” he paused, gaze flicking to Victoria, "old friend from university."

Osborn didn't bother hiding the way he sized McNeil up, his look openly challenging, bordering on provocative.

"So you're the mysterious husband Vicky's been hiding all this time? Did you two really get married, or is that just another smoke screen you cooked up, Vicky?"

Victoria lowered her gaze, the shadow of a bitter smile twisting her lips. Of course. Everyone her friends, her family-all knew about her so-called "secret" marriage.

But in McNeil's world, no one really knew Victoria at all.

"Secret marriage? That's not quite right," McNeil replied, utterly unruffled. He laced his fingers with Victoria's, as if making a statement for all to see. Victoria tried to pull away, almost recoiling from his touch, but his grip was unyielding. With Osborn right there, she didn't want to make a scene, so she let him hold on.

remarkable. I want her by my side. Our

blunt honesty, especially with this would-be rival standing right in front of

man; he could read the meaning

had never mentioned this man

again, she'd never mentioned anyone else in his presence. In six years of marriage, their conversations had revolved

doting on his wife. “Have

out a faint, derisive chuckle but held back

"Vicky-"

Victoria cut him off, making it clear she didn't need anyone to

McNeil had flown all this way to find her, he hadn't come

she knew: McNeil never gave up until he got what

McNeil ushered her straight to his car. He pushed her into the

Victoria down against the leather, the only light in the car the faint orange glow from a streetlamp outside. She could

"Victoria, you're something else."

two weeks, scouring every place she might

so close she could