The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 504

Ailie glanced from Victoria to McNeil, lying motionless in the hospital bed. "Vicky

Victoria's expression remained calm, with not a trace of blame for Ailie.

"I'm divorced from him. But he's still the father of my three kids."

Ailie's frustration flared. "So what, you plan to stay single forever? Just hang around him for life?"

Victoria shook her head. "It's not about hanging around. After the divorce, I never planned to remarry. Honestly, I'm fine on my own. You know me-I'm not the kind of woman who needs a man as some kind of accessory."

She meant every word.

She'd married McNeil out of love, given up every passion she had and thrown herself into the fire, only to end up burned to ashes.

She'd had Gwyneth for love, too. As for Chris and Celia, she simply couldn't abandon her own children. She'd brought them into the world-there was no way she could ever destroy them.

That's just a mother's instinct.

Ailie had never experienced that head-over-heels kind of love, never loved anyone so deeply it left a mark. She didn't understand.

well. And maybe that's why, now, she seemed

her—part of being a woman who'd loved.

me. I'm not staying single for McNeil's

almost

with me-if McNeil wakes up and asks you

looked like she could bash her head against

tell me. I don't even want

stormed out, bracing herself against the wall. Victoria watched her go, feeling a tangle of emotions and, for once, unable to find the right

seemed beside the point.

anymore. McNeil could choose to keep sleeping, never to wake. But she

still had two little ones who needed her-two little mouths to feed, two lives depending on

"McNeil-"

she looked

deep, aching emptiness, as if a piece of her chest had been carved out and left

realize that, after six years of marriage, love wasn't the only thing binding them. They'd become so deeply ingrained in each other' lives, so

than love -was what left them

always