The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 529

Gwyneth Langford studied the man before her and couldn't shake the feeling she'd been thoroughly duped.

He'd told her he had an apartment available—just a temporary place for her to stay.

But when she arrived, she discovered it was a sprawling mansion, the kind that was a world away from what she'd imagined. The estate stretched over a thousand square meters; even driving around took a while, and walking anywhere would be an exhausting ordeal.

"I'll be heading to the office in a bit. Feel free to explore on your own," Hawthorne Everhart said, checking his watch.

He had an important video call at four that afternoon. Originally, he'd planned to drop Gwyneth off at his apartment, but the thought made him uneasy. Only by keeping her under his own roof could he feel somewhat reassured.

"Alright," Gwyneth replied quickly.

That simple word blew away all her earlier discomfort.

She'd assumed that, after showing her the room, Hawthorne would practically drag her off to work with him. She never expected he'd just leave her alone in this enormous house. Now, with her grandmother's painting hanging right there-and Hawthorne gone-she could wander wherever she liked, guilt-free.

Maybe she'd even find something else her grandmother had left behind.

told her to call the housekeeper

car. The moment his taillights disappeared at the gate, she could

Ha!

enough to leave her here by herself. Did he really think the housekeeper would keep as close an eye on her as he

peering around corners, but there was

one last

going to be, she thought, don't blame me

stood before it, staring for a long while. The longer she looked, the more her eyes stung

cameras at the house. He watched Gwyneth sneak around, poking her head into

watercolor painting she'd asked about earlier, gazing at

like that painting so much? If she had some

horn blared behind him, jolting him back to reality. He set his

every time she managed to get herself lost, a staff member would magically appear and guide

her further. She roamed the entire house, peeking

hour, she'd admired the gardens, the gazebos, even fed the koi in the pond. Bored at