The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 324

Chapter 324

She brought McNeil a late-night snack, and just as she was about to leave, he suddenly called her back.

"Have you fallen for someone lately?"

"...What?"

Xenia nearly jumped. How could McNeil possibly know about that?

He seemed to answer his own question, rubbing his brow in irritation. "Never mind. Go get some sleep."

He stubbed out his cigarette, but just then his phone rang.

At this hour? Ms. Nelson was calling.

McNeil hesitated, not wanting to answer, but worried she'd only be more persistent if he ignored her.

"What is it?"

"Get to the hospital. Paul got drunk at a bar and had to be taken in. God knows which jerk kept pouring drinks down his throat-he almost ended up with a stomach bleed."

McNeil sounded unconcerned. "He drank himself into the ER? Good. Maybe he'll finally learn his lesson."

There was a stunned silence on the line before Madonna snapped, "Is that how you talk about your family? I asked you to come check on your cousin, not celebrate his misfortune!"

She hung up in a huff. McNeil tossed his phone onto the couch, a faint smirk tugging at his lips, his eyes dark and inscrutable.

downstairs in the breeze until he felt clear-headed, then called for Xenia to fetch his coat. Slipping it on, he headed to the garage, got into

of antiseptic hung heavy in the hospital corridors. Madonna, Fitch Nelson, and Mrs. Nelson

is what happens. The doctor said if we'd waited any longer, his stomach

down. Paul had just come out of

quietly with a stormy look, unable to hide how worried he was

takes anything seriously. This was bound to happen

a cold glance. Paul was still unconscious, an IV drip

glared at McNeil. "You're supposed to be here to help look after your cousin, not

showed not a shred of sympathy,

pale, his eyes closed, features delicate and almost

a cold snort. "And

youth and a pretty face? Was he better in bed or something? Honestly, he should

you mumbling about? Are you out of your mind? We

"Don't blame McNeil, he's

told you, you should've found him a place in the family business, but you let him run wild with those car-racing lunatics.

was so frustrated he looked ready to slam his head against the wall,

at the

to a chaotic mess. Her clothes were scattered

beneath the covers, her head pounding as if someone was hammering inside her skull, her

the others. Then

only thing she remembered clearly was telling McNeil she didn't

at the disaster in her room, she didn't have the courage to

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