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.

insane.

intention of playing his

had no intention

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

didn't even bother to slap him

It's

about to indulge

"Ms. Turner? Ms. Turner!"

her name,

had her

Sooner or later, Yasmine would find them hiding in this

might not care about shame, but Victoria

You have no right

her wrist

about Gwyn? You're just

He wanted to play hardball-she'd show

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

more vile his words,

I'm not some home-

nothing like him-he cherished his wife. McNeil

because you're damaged goods, Victoria? Used and discarded? You played me for six years, and