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.

muttered. "He seems so on edge

never been like this before-always calm, always courteous, never one to let his emotions show. Even when Victoria had argued with him in the

up without warning, leaving just as abruptly.

had happened between him and Victoria this time. From her perspective, if Victoria truly didn't care for him anymore, she'd actually support them going their separate ways. Better that than ending up like her

return to the villa they'd shared; the anger burning inside him made him restless, unwilling to go back to the office or anywhere else. So he turned the

the estate, Gwyneth was in the living room, happily playing with her cousins, and didn't notice McNeil's arrival. His mother, Madonna Nelson,

in these days was that McNeil and Victoria seemed to have

offer her a treat or two, and the little girl would tell

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

right now. Whatever you have to say,

only for Madonna to

yet. He's worried sick about that precious son of his.

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

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

always been a strange one. He barely lets anyone near him except you. All he does is mess around with useless things-computer games, cars, extreme sports, never a quiet moment. Your uncle wants him to come back and

what do you

listen to your own mother? When you were with Violet, you'd at least listen to her. She's 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