The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 204

Victoria didn't bother exposing Gwyneth's lie-there was simply no need.

She'd originally planned a visit to see Osborn Clark at the hospital, but when she heard Gwyneth on the phone say she'd be picking Violet up after her discharge- and knowing both Osborn and Violet were patients at the same hospital-Victoria decided it was best to avoid running into McNeil and Violet altogether. She'd just go another day.

It wasn't that she was afraid of McNeil. She just saw no reason to ever cross paths again.

After so many long hours at work, Victoria couldn't remember the last time she'd truly relaxed.

She called up her old dance instructor, deciding to spend the afternoon in the studio, lost in movement and music.

Before she'd married McNeil, Victoria had a world of hobbies. Over time, everything had started to revolve around McNeil and Gwyneth. The talented, lively, and irresistibly vibrant woman she once was had faded into someone entirely different.

She drove herself to the dance studio. Sophia Carter was already waiting for her.

I was dreaming," Sophia said with

national competition all those years ago, Sophia wouldn't still be here, scraping by

and slipping into her leotard. Sophia couldn't help but

have a kid, huh?" she asked, half in

did a woman who'd given birth still have a figure

she'd never met another dancer with Victoria's natural gift. But after Victoria graduated from Northriver University, she'd disappeared overseas. Word eventually reached Sophia that Victoria had married and started a family, and they'd never crossed paths

as good-natured teasing, steering clear of the subject of marriage and motherhood. That chapter of her life was hardly one

about you?" Victoria countered with

line of work, dating is fine, but marriage and kids? That would wreck

to talk her into settling down. Now, she found herself thinking that maybe women who stayed

dance routine. Sophia's eyes never wavered as she cheered her on, her applause tinged with regret-if Victoria

a physically punishing routine as her way to unwind. At her age-no, even when Sophia was younger-she couldn't have pulled off that kind of raw

dressed in a black