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.

McNeil's face was cold,

you

was as good as a promise. Victoria couldn't bring

her

Mommy loves you

into Victoria's arms, latching onto her like a little koala, refusing to

Victoria was overwhelmed

suit jacket. "You'll take Gwyn to school later. I

the car start up

and Victoria was free to choose

wash up, tying her hair into a pretty

was still recovering, Gwyneth stayed glued to Victoria's side, even

melting at Gwyneth's rosy cheeks and

was the daughter

gates, Victoria held Gwyneth's hand

The

don't see you often. I suppose you and

your

paused. She'd always assumed McNeil and Violet dropped Gwyneth