The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 384

McNeil watched as Victoria walked away. He sat there for a long time, so lost in thought that he didn't even notice when Xenia came to find him.

"Sir..."

Xenia had no idea what was wrong. Just a short while ago, Mrs. Langford had been downstairs, having dinner with Mr. Langford and Miss Gwyneth. Then, suddenly, Mrs. Langford's car was gone, and Mr. Langford was left sitting alone, staring into space.

The expression on his face was something Xenia had never seen before, not since she started working for the Langford family.

It was a sadness too deep for words, resting quietly on his features, impossible to hide.

McNeil hadn't been sitting much longer when the phone rang—an urgent call from the hospital.

"Is this Mr. Langford? Ms. Marchand has been admitted, and her situation is critical. She's in surgery right now. If you're able, please come to the hospital as soon as possible."

He was still numb from Victoria's departure. Even the news that Violet was in the hospital didn't stir his expression.

"I'll be there right away."

After hanging up, he sat quietly for another ten minutes, then rose and headed upstairs.

Gwyneth was in her room, absorbed in her video game, completely unaware that McNeil had entered.

of her and gently ruffled her hair. Only then did

asked eagerly. "I thought we were waiting until midnight to blow out

in her bright eyes-so much like Victoria's. The way she spoke,

was Victoria's little mirror image, and McNeil had always

about Victoria that ever truly frustrated him, it was her strictness with Gwyneth. He only ever

Gwyneth to visit Violet-she always seemed to

she'd accuse him of

"But I want to blow out the candles with

of cake and candles, Gwyneth eagerly set down her

with me. Violet told me that when two girls make a wish together, it's more likely to come true. And it has to be two girls! Are you

her call for her mother made

girl and said softly, "No, sweetheart. And... Mom might not be able to join you for the candles this time.

stared at him in shock. The idea that her mother could just leave-on her birthday, of all days-was unthinkable. Even

with disappointment as she gazed up at McNeil, eyes

She's always so busy. Can

dark eyes clouded. He looked at his daughter, his

won't be seeing Violet

even rounder. She

like it? She's always so petty about Violet. Whenever we're with her, Mom would get all upset. But lately, she

no answer for