The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 205

Victoria hadn't expected to run into anyone she knew-let alone someone connected to McNeil.

The surprise distracted her, and as she stepped down, her foot twisted beneath her. A sharp crack echoed up her leg. She stifled a groan as pain shot through her, collapsing to the floor.

"Vicky!"

Sophia gasped. Before she could react, Marcus had already crossed the room in a few long strides and swept Victoria up into his arms.

"Are you alright?"

He couldn't tell if his sudden arrival had startled her into this, but he had a sinking feeling it had.

"I twisted my ankle," Victoria replied, grimacing as the pain surged.

boundaries of what was possible for a female dancer. But years of grueling physical training, thanks to

Marcus's unexpected appearance that had shaken her, making her lose her footing and

anything-oh my God-" Sophia could barely get the words out, her voice trembling with

you to a hospital," he said quietly. He wasn't a doctor, but anyone could see that Victoria's right foot was

as Marcus held her. For the first time, Marcus felt his

managed to be a gentleman: he shrugged off his suit jacket and draped it around her before lifting her securely in his arms and heading for the

looked after them, uncertainty clouding her face. She had no idea who this man was. At first, she assumed he must be Victoria's husband, but then she heard Max call Victoria 'Miss' and realized she had no idea what the connection between the

she needed a hospital. Normally, she would have flatly refused Marcus's help-she avoided McNeil's friends whenever possible. Curtis was the one

picked up rumors before-how little McNeil seemed to care about Gwyneth's birth mother, how he liked to joke about her, even hinting that Victoria might have been some kind of escort, which would explain why he kept her identity a secret. Because McNeil was the only male heir of the Langford family, they didn't care who gave birth to his child-as long as the bloodline continued, they would accept

McNeil refused to acknowledge her as Mrs. Langford; even his friends seemed to dismiss her so easily. Victoria found it impossible to warm up to anyone in McNeil's

still anxious. Victoria had a family, after all, and even though the man looked handsome and

to teach, and Mr. Green is a good friend of mine. We go

"Don't worry. I'll take her to the best hospital,