The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 207

Violet offered a gentle smile. "Honestly, it's better if a couple can't get along that they part ways sooner rather than later. As for Gwyn, she'll stay with us from now on."

She was making it clear-graciously, even-that she was willing to accept McNeil and Victoria's daughter into their home.

Later, once she and McNeil had children of their own, maybe then she'd consider sending Gwyneth back to Victoria.

Ever since her checkup revealed she couldn't conceive, Yulia Morris had been helping her, suggesting traditional remedies for infertility. Violet had tried all sorts of treatments and made countless trips to the hospital. Every test result came back normal, and they'd even retrieved her eggs, which were in excellent condition.

Violet was hopeful-she believed she would be able to get pregnant, eventually.

But she hadn't shared this good news with McNeil yet. She wanted to wait for the perfect moment to surprise him.

McNeil, however, was focused on the present. "Let's talk about it later."

He frowned at Gwyneth. "Why are you crying so hard? Did Max pick on you?"

nearly beside herself with frustration. "Max said his Miss Fannie is amazing, and he called me

before she spoke. She blurted out everything Max had said to her, not stopping to consider whether she should repeat it in front of Violet and

heart. To him, it was just typical childhood squabbling-not something to

you don't like it, just keep your distance from Max," he

he was extra sensitive always ready to go on the offensive, even against someone as harmless

her defeat at Max's hands. "Violet, the game's finally playable! When we get home, will you help

"It's working now? I thought we couldn't register

mom let me use her account! It's the very first one- number

left her mouth, she realized her mistake. Oh no. She'd just told Violet about playing with her mom-something

Violet, nervous that she might be angry. But she reassured herself:

Violet wasn't upset at all. She just smiled and

so? That's wonderful. We'll play

inscrutable, but he didn't