The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 558

Hawthorne brought her a glass of milk. Gwyneth set her phone aside, eyes still wary.

"Relax, I'm not here to gloat," he said, voice steady but not unkind. "If you miss home so much, why don't you just go back?"

For someone who seemed so much more mature than Leonie, Gwyneth was strangely hesitant when it came to her family.

She looked away, blinking hard, like a little girl whose secret had just been discovered. Her eyes reddened almost instantly.

"No one ever told you it's rude to eavesdrop?" she snapped, mustering as much indignation as she could. She sounded more flustered than angry, like a kitten trying to bare its claws-full of bravado, but harmless in the end.

The embarrassment quickly outweighed her irritation. The words were barely out of her mouth before she regretted them.

If it hadn't been for Hawthorne yesterday, she'd probably have ended up alone with Bill Crawford-

"I'm sorry," Gwyneth blurted out, her voice softer now. "I shouldn't have spoken to you like that. And... thank you. For yesterday."

She watched as Hawthorne stepped inside, set the glass of milk down, and for a moment, she was at a loss for words.

Wasn't someone like Hawthorne supposed to be above these small acts of kindness? Yet here he was, bringing her milk, and she found herself oddly touched by it.

Was it too late to thank him properly now?

as aged wine. Gwyneth's apology was sincere, but she hadn't expected him to tease her in return, leaving her momentarily

he let it go after that, not

there, fiddling with the hem of her sweater, eyes darting away. She looked every

his intention-until he gently tucked a

barely grazing the tip of her ear, sending a shiver down her spine. Hawthorne seemed just as startled, quickly withdrawing his

beat of awkward silence

throat and veered toward a safer subject. "Bill

that accidental touch, finding it

he'd

his

almost fierce, like someone who could tear the world apart

her words. But she'd already told Leonie the truth, and Bill's attitude in the restaurant had spoken

ever happened between us. We broke

thinking about it left her uneasy. After Hawthorne showed up, she had no idea

taken in by

put him behind bars for good,

couple of weeks

Maybe that'll teach him