The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 262

Victoria froze, halfway through getting dressed, caught off guard by Gwyneth's request.

She'd just had a tense run-in with McNeil-his touch had been met with

indifference, even outright rejection from her. Agreeing to Gwyneth's wish was one thing, but McNeil?

He'd never appeared with her together in public. Victoria wasn't sure she could do it, and she certainly couldn't answer on McNeil's behalf.

Gwyneth's eyes were full of hope. Usually, it was always Daddy and Ms. Marchand who picked her up from school. She was happy enough with that, but lately, her classmates had started asking why it was always her dad and Violet- didn't she have a mom?

She wanted her friends to know that she did have a mother. That's why she'd made the request.

And after getting lost not long ago, Gwyneth had been terrified she'd never see her mom again.

Memories of her mother's care, her gentle hugs-warmer and sweeter than Ms. Marchand's had flooded her when she sat alone, frightened and helpless on the sidewalk.

"Mommy, I'll be good from now on. I won't make you mad anymore."

She was so scared of being apart from her mom again.

clung to Victoria's hand. McNeil's face was cold, but when he looked at his daughter,

you up with Mommy

a promise. Victoria couldn't bring herself

could turn her back on

Mommy loves you so

dove into Victoria's arms, latching onto her like a little

Victoria was overwhelmed by a

Gwyn to school later. I have to get to the office," he said, opening the door

start up outside-McNeil

and Victoria was free to choose any car in the

morning, Victoria helped Gwyneth wash up, tying her hair into a pretty braid and dressing her in her favorite

Victoria's side, even curling up in her lap

heart melting at Gwyneth's rosy cheeks

the

school gates, Victoria held

up together. The teacher glanced up,

you often. I suppose

busy-normally, it's your driver who brings her

Violet dropped Gwyneth off every day, but apparently,