The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 322

Chapter 322

A faint, almost imperceptible smile tugged at the corner of McNeil's lips, the

upward tilt betraying his good mood.

"Coming home," he said, and ended the call.

On his way back, he passed by a flower shop and decided to pick up a bouquet.

When he arrived, Gwyneth was the first to greet him at the door.

"Wow, Daddy, the flowers are so pretty!"

She reached out, trying to grab them, but her little arms couldn't even begin to wrap around the bouquet. McNeil dodged her tiny hands. "These are for your mom."

He glanced around the hallway. "Where is she?"

"Mom's in the kitchen. I told her I wanted chicken wings in cola sauce, and she said she'd make them for me."

Gwyneth was beaming, still delighted from the game her mom had just played with her.

McNeil headed to the kitchen. The chicken wings were already set out on the table, but Victoria was nowhere to be seen.

Xenia happened to walk by as he stood there, still holding the bouquet.

"Where's Mrs. McNeil?"

"She got a phone call and stepped out," Xenia answered without hesitation.

McNeil's face darkened instantly. Without a word, he tossed the bouquet straight into the trash and strode out of the house.

Gwyneth ran over to the table, thrilled to see her favorite chicken wings ready, but paused, watching her father's retreating figure with confusion. "What's wrong with Daddy?"

"Oh, what

him, he's the one losing his mind. Those two are a pair of star-crossed lovers if I've ever

engine roaring, leaving the

as he sped

up, the

the

at him, looking like he'd seen a ghost. "What's up with you?

it cool, but his heart was pounding. "Not her. It's my

McNeil kept haunting him. He'd said he'd come by earlier and never showed. Now this-what was he

A few minutes later, Victoria

and let out a whistle. Victoria, unfazed, had

flowing dress with a warm-colored cardigan, her long hair draped over her shoulders. She looked every bit the picture of gentle

"Hey, sis-in-law-"

greeted her with a

off his

subtle thumbs up-some things only a

just to keep you company drinking, did you?"

that. There's a crowd tonight, and you had the day off. Figured

clearly wasn't the type to frequent places like

on, I'll teach you how to

plopped her down on the sofa

chuckled. "If there's nothing else, I'll get

Now, she was past that; this scene didn't interest

takes a

to let her leave, and his friends egged

not wanting to lose face or waste time arguing, made a deal. "Five rounds, best of three. If you win, I'll drink with you. If

days, she thought-they're playing the same games we used up years ago. Paul's friends whistled again, surprised

talk big. Bring

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