The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 577

"Gwyn, why don't you take Celia and Chris outside for a bit? The adults need to talk."

Victoria's tone was as sweet as if she were coaxing a child.

What did she mean, "the adults"? Hawthorne, apparently considering himself one

of them, made no move to leave. Gwyneth could only sigh, especially since Hawthorne was giving her that affectionate, indulgent look.

"Go on," he said gently, ruffling her hair. "I'll come find you in a little while."

Gwyneth hesitated, caught off guard by the warmth in his eyes. For a moment, they just looked at each other, and in the end, she gave in.

"Fine," she said, resigned.

As soon as Gwyneth and her siblings left the dining room, Victoria's demeanor changed; her usual warmth replaced by a rare seriousness.

"Gwyn isn't like other girls," she said, fixing Hawthorne with a steady gaze. "If you're truly set on marrying her, you need to be prepared."

Hawthorne's face remained calm, his voice steady. "I understand."

But Victoria shook her head. "No, I don't think you do. Gwyn suffers from a severe psychological condition. It's my fault-"

in her throat and her

was already known

telling you all this because we need to be honest. If you're still willing to

soon, but only

bear the consequences of adults'

Victoria

it as an illness," he said quietly. "Maybe that's

Victoria and the family patriarch had heard anyone describe Gwyneth

defense mechanism. Unless McNeil woke up, no one could say how long Gwyneth would remain like this. If things went badly, she could

the Langford family wanted that for

trying to escape reality, blaming herself for everything

say more. I've made up my mind I'm

talked for nearly half an hour, and finally settled on

day for family, a day when hearts come together-it

get a marriage license in different counties," Thorpe chimed in,

was so surprised she didn't know what

"That's what I was

leaving

everyone

returned to the dining room, all