The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 315

The driver suddenly changed course halfway through the trip, steering the car straight toward Victoria's house.

Haley was more than a little surprised to see McNeil show up unannounced. She knew he'd come on his own, because the lady of the house had gone straight to bed after coming home-there was no way she'd arranged to meet with him. "Sir," Haley greeted, opening the door.

"Where's Mrs. Langford?" McNeil asked immediately.

"She's already in bed for the night."

McNeil checked his watch, skeptical. "Asleep? This early?"

Hearing that Victoria was home, his mood improved slightly.

Haley explained, "She's barely been sleeping these days. For the past week, she's come home in the early hours, sometimes not until sunrise. The company must be keeping her busy. Tonight, she had dinner and then went straight upstairs to rest."

McNeil felt a surge of heat rush to his head. "She's been staying out all night?"

Haley suddenly realized she might've said too much, but what was done was done there was no taking it back.

Before she could think of how to salvage the situation, she heard the car door slam shut behind her. McNeil had already gone.

gotten into him lately?" Haley muttered. "He seems so on edge these

never one to let his emotions show. Even when Victoria had

without warning, leaving just as abruptly. It was impossible to predict what he'd

him anymore, she'd actually support them going their

villa they'd shared; the anger burning inside him made him restless, unwilling to go back to the

her cousins, and didn't notice McNeil's arrival. His mother, Madonna Nelson, hadn't seen her son in ages, but still greeted

Madonna found comfort in these days was that McNeil and Victoria

treat or two, and the little girl would tell her anything

son's sour mood. When he headed off to find his grandfather, she

your grandfather right now. Whatever you have to

only for Madonna to stop him

come back yet. He's worried sick about that precious son of his. If you've got time, go check

glance, then fished a cigarette out of his pocket and stuck it between his

do, babysit him? Besides, it's the middle

is mess around with useless things-computer games, cars, extreme sports, never a quiet moment. Your uncle wants him to come back and take over the family business, but Paul ignores him. At

drag. "And what do you want me to

been trying to marry into this family for years—who would have guessed you'd turn around and marry Victoria instead? I can't help but feel sorry for Violet. Now that you and Victoria have reconciled, have you thought about