The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 383

"Yes, so whatever you want, I'll give it to you."

McNeil's words were so blunt, Victoria almost laughed out of sheer frustration.

"Whatever I want, you'll give it to me? No, you've got it wrong. After all these years of marriage, everything you have-half of it is mine. That's what I deserve, not some generous handout from you, Mr. Langford. I'm not begging, and you're not doing me a favor."

As Victoria's anger flared, a dull pain twisted in her stomach. She forced herself to ignore it, not wanting McNeil to notice anything out of the ordinary.

If he found out she was pregnant now, even getting a divorce would be a problem -the law didn't allow a woman to file while expecting. She didn't want more complications; she just wanted a clean break, to finish the paperwork and walk away with no regrets.

"Say whatever you like," McNeil replied, his tone flat. "Whatever it is you want, I'll give it to you."

That actually surprised Victoria. She'd assumed he was stalling, plotting some last-ditch effort to drag her into a messy battle.

But when McNeil finally spoke, his words caught her completely off guard.

She stared at him for a long, silent half-minute, unable to look away.

ruthless when he needed to be. Without that

But in the end, he was always the one on the front lines,

the kind of stress that left

as they met hers. He curled his lips

spectacle? We have a daughter together, Victoria. Even if we're not husband and wife anymore, we'll always be family. Do you really want

win her back. But it was far too

will still have a 'complete' home, won't she? Wasn't that your plan all along? Let me carry Gwyneth to term and then

don't have to worry about being childless anymore." She lifted her glass, the corners of her mouth tugging up in a wry, almost mocking smile. "Today's Gwyneth's birthday, so let me congratulate you. Now that you're free from the wife you never loved, you and your true love can finally live your perfect, fairytale life together. I'm giving you exactly what you wanted, so why can't you let me

little tighter. By the time she finished,

imagined Victoria would

but she cut him

tonight was for Gwyneth's birthday—and to let you know: the court will reconvene for a second hearing soon. Even if you refuse to show up,

tipped back her glass, draining the last swallow of wine, then picked up her purse from the

you want to celebrate with Gwyneth. And please, pass along my message-tell him his mom wishes him a

it in the way she stood, in the finality of her