The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 314

After Victoria left, Violet's face was a kaleidoscope of emotions—a sight that Ailie found absolutely hilarious. She burst out laughing, while Victoria's cheeks turned bright red.

"So, who told you to say that just now?" Ailie teased, acting as if she knew all about the messy situation between Victoria and McNeil.

The moment Ailie brought it up, Victoria wished she could disappear into a hole. But Ailie just shrugged it off and continued to tease her, grinning mischievously.

"By the way, what really happened that night in the shower? How many times did McNeil keep you up?" she asked, lowering her voice conspiratorially. "But look at Violet, she's practically losing her mind. Don't tell me she and McNeil still haven't slept together?"

Victoria's heart skipped a beat.

Was that even possible?

McNeil and Violet had been together since they were teenagers-it seemed impossible that they hadn't crossed that line by now.

Victoria knew McNeil well. His appetite in that department was, to put it mildly, relentless. In all their six years of marriage, the only time he left her alone was during her period. Otherwise, his energy was... overwhelming.

The only time things slowed down between them was during this recent rough patch.

The thought of McNeil being with Violet and then coming back to her made Victoria's skin crawl.

"Don't you think it's weird?" Ailie pressed on. "He spends all his time with that woman, yet he still finds time to harass you. I heard from people at work that you went to see that weirdo K. So, you haven't been with McNeil these days, right? Then he must be with Violet. But Violet's always making snide comments about you and McNeil in bed. Could it be that nothing's actually happened between them? Victoria, I think you need to look into this."

Ailie's reasoning was sharp and clear, but Victoria didn't want to think about McNeil and Violet any longer.

"Whatever they do has nothing to do with me," she said flatly.

at him. She'd sooner believe in

up with McNeil was to keep him from going after Stein. As for

trouble. Why cling to one tree when the

separate ways, each heading back

had no intention of going to see K; instead, she called herself a cab and went home to the Turner family

But Victoria was so tired that

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Winding Peak Lane

dinner with Gwyneth at Winding Peak Lane. As eight o'clock approached, he got up

back any longer and stepped

home? Is Victoria waiting for you there?" she asked, her

asked about him and Victoria before. They were still married, after all, and he certainly didn't intend

"Did you need something?"

hesitated, biting

at work," she said at last. "Last time, during the meeting, Victoria dialed in by video, and your conversation got

long and hard before bringing

coolly, waiting

off at her

question hung heavy in the air-awkward, intrusive,

what?" His

late... together," Violet said, her voice barely above a

soon as the words left her mouth, McNeil's

that?"