The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 440

"Violet, don't push it."

“Push it? You're my husband now. What, am I not allowed to pay her a visit? If she was so capable, why didn't she make you come home when you were still together? Now that you're divorced, she's suddenly playing the seductress."

Seeing Victoria heavily pregnant made Violet's nerves snap.

That shameless woman-Victoria had gone behind her back and gotten herself pregnant. Violet had always thought she was a step ahead, but clearly, Victoria was the one with the deeper game. She'd realized McNeil didn't want her anymore, so she used the child as leverage to win him back. But Violet wasn't Victoria, she wouldn't just roll over like Victoria used to. She was going to make McNeil leave with her, no matter what.

McNeil's voice was icy cold. "I don't hit women, but don't cross the line. Violet, that wedding between us meant nothing. From the very start, it was just to fulfill your wish, not mine."

Victoria shot them both a frosty stare. "If you two want to put on some twisted lovers' drama, do it in your own home. Don't come here and pollute my space. McNeil, take your woman and get out."

She stood and headed to her bedroom. McNeil was already dragging Violet out the door.

Violet fought back, shouting, "Victoria, quit hiding like a coward. If you've got the guts, come at me head-on instead of scheming in the dark! Stealing someone else's husband-how dignified of you!"

McNeil pulled Violet out into the hallway, his expression stone-cold and remote.

"You done?"

at him. "No. Come

ticked in

three minutes to disappear, and don't ever come

a disbelieving, bitter

you treat me? Don't forget, I'm

razor-sharp. "Who

his phone. "Come

him, aghast. "What

called the Starfall City police-they'll take you back to county lockup until your trial. Even Simms can't get

you be so ungrateful? Did you forget I once saved your life?

were glacial, utterly devoid

with you for so long the only reason I looked the other way and gave you things that should have belonged to my wife, things she cherished-was because you saved my life, and you gave Randy a few more years. I've told you before: what we had was just childhood companionship, not love. I've paid back your kindness a

I felt obligated to repay you. That's my cross to bear, and I

least wanted to hear, though she'd

Winding Peak Lane for her, but never spent a single night there—not once had he crossed the line between man and woman.