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?"

with frustration. "Max said his Miss Fannie is amazing, and he called me and Ms. Marchand liars and

didn't think before she spoke. She blurted out everything Max had said to her, not stopping to consider whether she should

McNeil didn't take it to heart. To him, it was just typical childhood squabbling-not

from Max," he advised. "Girls shouldn't stir up

different from Gwyneth's. Having lost both parents at a young age, he was extra sensitive always ready to go on the offensive, even against

going to beat him," Gwyneth grumbled, still stewing over her defeat at Max's hands. "Violet, the game's finally playable! When we get

now? I thought we couldn't

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

the words left her mouth, she realized her mistake. Oh no. She'd

herself: Violet was much more easygoing than her mom-she wouldn't make a fuss

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

that so? That's wonderful. We'll play together when we get

Gwyneth up, his expression inscrutable, but he didn't comment further. Instead, he guided them toward the main