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.

the cave, only the remains of the extinguished fire remained. Both McNeil and Victoria were fully dressed, and Violet couldn't spot

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

had the upper hand in

Turner, everyone's waiting for you. Now that I see you're

display of her claim over him, as if

and headed for

happened and followed her out

them and, spotting Victoria, let out a sigh of relief. "Victoria, are

for making

their behavior had

as if she was the one having an illicit

at McNeil,

Langford spent

wasn't sure if he should even ask. As far as he knew, McNeil was in love with Violet-or at least, that's how

Victoria. After all,

looked at Violet, suddenly

was married, yet he was involved with Violet anyway. So if he and Victoria had been

Violet interjected smoothly. Technically, she had spent