The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 199

Victoria's expression was unreadable.

"We're going to see Mr. Clark."

She ignored Slater's question, refusing to respond even as he pressed her for an

answer.

Meanwhile, after a long surgery, Violet had been transferred to a private suite in the hospital-no doubt arranged by McNeil. The Millers had crowded the room to capacity. Simms had even fetched a chair for Mrs. Miller so she could sit.

"What on earth happened?" Janice asked, her voice tight with worry. "Weren't you just supposed to be at a little competition? How did you end up so badly hurt you needed to be hospitalized?"

Violet, now awake, managed a sheepish smile in Yulia's direction. "Auntie, it's just a minor injury. I didn't mean to scare Grandma into coming down here."

Yulia gave her a stern look, brushing aside any pretense of calm. "Don't talk like that, dear. We're family. When the news broke that something had happened to you, your grandmother nearly fainted from worry."

Marian, standing nearby, couldn't help but tease. "Well, that's what happens when you land yourself such a good boyfriend, cousin. If something happened to you, it wouldn't just be Grandma flipping out-Grandpa would probably climb out of his grave just to check on you."

nudged Marian sharply. "Don't

the accident was all over the news. We saw everything.

and cleared

us. Thank goodness you're all right. If anything had really happened, your aunt, your uncle—and

a wave of emotion as McNeil entered, taking in the scene of the Millers clustered

you for staying by Violet's side

the least I

entered to check on Violet. Seeing

patient needs to rest. We have specific visiting

but McNeil quickly reassured

hospital knew McNeil, so the

over Violet, the Millers took the hint and began saying their goodbyes,

"could you walk my great-aunt, uncle, and aunt

He nodded. "Of course."

to the hallway. Simms urged