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

the retreat. Maybe he'd never loved her at

in every way. McNeil hadn't loved Victoria six years ago, and he certainly wouldn't love her

for you. Now that I see you're safe, I

Violet made a display of her claim over him, as

grabbed her backpack and headed for

acted as though nothing had happened

arrived just behind them and, spotting Victoria, let out a sigh of relief. "Victoria, are you okay? We've been searching for you

fine. Sorry for

had been out of line, yet she

if she was the one having an

McNeil, his throat

Langford spent the

should even ask. As far as he knew, McNeil was in love with Violet-or

the line with Victoria. After all, she was married,

looked at Violet, suddenly

anyway. So if he and Victoria had

was here too," Violet interjected smoothly. Technically, she