The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 166

He held her tightly, forcing her into his arms. The fire cast their tangled shadows across the cave wall. He grabbed a fistful of her long, dark hair, making her look at him, whether she wanted to or not.

But in her eyes, he could no longer find even a trace of the deep love she'd once had for him.

They spent the night intertwined. When dawn broke and Victoria woke, she found herself curled up in McNeil's arms.

She quickly pushed him away, and McNeil stirred awake as well.

Neither of them said a word. It was as if the passion of the previous night had been nothing more than a dream.

Outside, the weather had cleared. Violet was the first to find them.

The moment she saw Victoria and McNeil-just the two of them alone in the cave -her expression immediately turned cold.

She strode over and stood beside McNeil, her gaze sharp as she looked Victoria up and down, her eyes filled with suspicion.

"You two. Everything all right?"

Her tone left little doubt about what she was implying.

were fully dressed, and Violet couldn't spot any obvious signs that

McNeil really had only come to check on Victoria out of concern for the team during the retreat. Maybe he'd never loved her at all. Even after spending the night together, McNeil wouldn't have done anything

the upper hand in every way. McNeil hadn't loved Victoria six years

for you. Now that I

McNeil's, Violet made a display of her claim over

backpack and headed

had happened and

out a sigh of relief. "Victoria, are you okay? We've been

fine. Sorry for

She and McNeil were still married, and nothing about their behavior had been out of line, yet she couldn't shake the feeling that she'd just been

if she was the one having an illicit

at McNeil, his throat

Langford spent the night

ask. As far as he knew, McNeil was in love

Victoria. After all,

at Violet,

involved with Violet anyway. So if he and Victoria had

here too," Violet interjected smoothly. Technically,