The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 88

Conscience?

She wanted to ask him-did he even have one?

"You signed the divorce papers. We're nothing to each other now."

Victoria tried to shove him away, but McNeil wouldn't budge.

He moved closer, his presence dominating, the heat of his breath brushing her cheek as he pinned her against the cold wall.

Once upon a time, his nearness would've left her blushing and breathless. Now, all she felt was fury.

"McNeil, this is a public place. Don't make a scene."

Her words only earned a derisive snort from him.

"A public place? You never got over the fact that we kept our marriage a secret. If someone sees us now, what's the harm? We're husband and wife, Mrs. Langford. What's there to hide?"

A sharp slap landed across his face, but McNeil didn't even flinch.

Victoria was shaking with rage.

She'd begged him for recognition, for a place at his side, but he'd always found an excuse to keep her out of sight. Now that they were divorced, suddenly he wanted to parade their relationship in public.

you're insane.

intention of playing

had no intention of letting her

to it. Who is that man, anyway? Looks old enough to have a wife and kids. You like being someone's secret, hiding in the shadows? If you're so comfortable in the

Victoria realize that you could be so

even bother to slap him

It's none of

wasn't about to

"Ms. Turner? Ms. Turner!"

was calling her name, searching

still had

five-star restaurant, not exactly sprawling. Sooner or later, Yasmine would find

not care about shame, but

me go. You have no right to

grip on her wrist was

what about Gwyn? You're just going

He wanted to play hardball-she'd show

eager to run off with your new man, Victoria? Aren't you afraid his wife will catch

words,

I'm not some

cherished his wife. McNeil didn't even measure up to

Victoria? Used and discarded? You played