The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 554

The moment Gwyneth caught sight of the dagger, her legs gave out and she collapsed in a faint.

Fortunately, Hawthorne was quick enough to catch her. Even before Bill Crawford had a chance to brandish the blade, Hawthorne had already seized his wrist, wrestled the weapon from his grip, and driven it straight into the wall behind Bill's ear. The force of the blow was so great that only half the handle was left protruding.

Bill Crawford, who had been reeking of whiskey and barely aware of his surroundings, sobered up in an instant.

Someone shouted for security, and the restaurant manager hurried over, alarmed by the commotion. Seeing the scene, he immediately called his staff to step in.

"Mr. Everhart-"

Bill Crawford stood there, stunned and speechless. He'd only meant to save a shred of dignity, not to actually hurt anyone. Now, seeing Gwyneth lying unconscious, remorse broke through his bravado. "I didn't touch her. Gwyn-"

Bill's feelings for Gwyneth were never truly malicious—just the stubborn pride and possessiveness of a man who'd lost control.

"Escort Mr. Crawford out," the manager ordered. "He's brandished a weapon and threatened someone. Let the authorities sort this out."

him, already on the phone dealing with Bill Crawford's

seen it right? Was it just their imagination?

he couldn't help

to ask as Hans

punch squarely on Bill's face. As Bill clutched his bleeding nose, Hans leaned in and said,

snorted. "Good luck with that. Maybe try saying it again when you're out.” Gwyneth was rushed to the hospital. All night long, Hawthorne

forehead

Mommy. Don't hurt Daddy. Violet,

soft, like a frightened kitten. No matter how gently Hawthorne called her

there anything that can ease her pain?" he

care of a nurse, but seeing her like this, he realized things were far

doctor could only offer a

Miss Langford's symptoms appear

a consult with our mental health

from them, pointed to a deeper trauma. Whether this was a one-time episode or O something