The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 272

Gwyneth shook her head stubbornly, refusing to take it, and just as adamantly refused to explain why. Eventually, she made up some flimsy excuse, insisting Max take her to find her dad and Violet.

The moment Marcus saw Max and Gwyneth together, he frowned slightly.

Those two could never be in the same room without bickering. Neither would back down, and every encounter seemed to end in a shouting match. Marcus dreaded the inevitable argument, knowing it would ruin everyone's mood.

But after watching them for a while, Marcus was surprised to find something had changed. Max led Gwyneth around the house like a gracious host, showing off every corner of the villa. Gwyneth, for once, followed quietly, letting him take the lead. Max even offered her his favorite snacks and toys, generously sharing what he loved.

Gwyneth, in turn, was nothing short of polite-a far cry from the tantrum-prone child Marcus remembered.

"Gwyn's really changed," Marcus remarked, settling onto the couch. Across from him, Violet and McNeil sat side by side.

Just then, Isaac and Curtis arrived. Isaac glanced at the empty space beside Marcus, a mischievous grin on his face.

to us? Come on, it's just the two of us-what, do you think

at Marcus. There was no way he'd actually invited Victoria, right? She'd bet anything Victoria wouldn't show up. After

had never so much as introduced her to his friends. If Victoria really showed up here tonight, it would just be

is just too protective of his girlfriend," Violet teased, "Doesn't want to show her off to the

tension showing in his posture,

replied, swirling his glass of red

mind wandered to Victoria-her sweet smile, the gentle way she played with Max. He'd never truly wanted to marry a woman before, not

the type who, once he set his sights on someone, went all in. When he realized Violet

sparked by the competition-she'd been so popular, every guy wanted to win her over. It wasn't about love, just the thrill

jealousy or resentment get in the way.

eyes were cold as he downed his wine in one gulp. "You seem to know her well, but she won't even show up for your party. Are you sure she wants to be your

Marcus already felt defeated by Victoria's distant attitude, and McNeil's jab only made

you know she doesn't want to be with me? She's