The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 263

Someone called out to Gwyneth. She lifted her head just a little and, to her surprise, saw Max standing there.

Gwyneth felt a pang of embarrassment. She hadn't exactly been nice to Max before, but he never seemed to hold it against her-in fact, Max had even helped her look for her mom.

Max noticed the red, puffy mark on Gwyneth's right cheek and looked at her with concern. "What happened to you?"

He wondered if someone had hit her, but it didn't seem like something Mr. Langford would ever do-unless it was that terrible Miss Violet.

Gwyneth muttered, "My tooth hurts."

Max blinked in surprise. "What? How come?"

He couldn't imagine why anyone would have a toothache. He brushed his teeth every night and had never had one himself.

"Let me take a look."

her and gently

because of her mom- she trusted

riddled with cavities. He couldn't help but ask,

sheepishly. "Ever since I started staying on Winding Peak Lane, I haven't brushed my

bedtime. Only when she was with

she adored milk caramels. As long as she had candy in her mouth, her dreams would be sweet and

his

teeth rot away, you'll end up like an old lady with no teeth left to eat anything. It hurts, just

confusion. Not only had Violet never warned her, but Violet seemed to support everything she did. Unlike her own mom, who was always fussing-don't do this, don't do

Gwyneth liked Violet better and didn't care much for

even more puzzled.

her head again. The ache in her jaw made her not want to

his brows knit tight together. "If she's not your mom, why do you