The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 582

Gwyneth wasn't really paying attention, but she pretended to care as she dangled

the keys in her hand. "Alright, I'll give you a ride."

Chris glared at her, fuming, and muttered under his breath that she was hopelessly naïve.

Men-never any good. He was just about to say something when Victoria quickly reached over and clamped a hand over her son's mouth. "Go on, have fun," she said with a sunny smile.

Chris rolled his eyes so hard they nearly stuck, and Celia huffed in indignation. What was the big deal anyway? It was just a fitted dress-so what if Great- Grandpa hadn't seen one before? Now the two of them were bought off, utterly shameless.

Gwyneth let go of Hawthorne's hand and said softly, "I'll go change clothes and bring the car around. Wait here for me."

Hawthorne's reply was calm. "Alright."

He was used to being driven around Greenvale by chauffeurs, but he'd never been in a car with a woman at the wheel-let alone in the passenger seat beside Gwyneth. Not even Leonie had sat there before.

minutes, then the sound of a sports car engine tore

dark eyes instantly drawn to the woman in the driver's

a wind-blown strand of hair behind her ear. The sun caught her bare arm, turning her skin almost luminous. The sunset splashed

Gwyneth always seemed more mature and composed than Leonie, even though they were the same age, but he hadn't expected

One back in the day, but drivers then were always hidden beneath layers of gear-their faces impossible to see.

the other hand, was dazzling

lengthening shadows, his white shirt glowing in the sunset, suit jacket slung over one am. His Adam's apple moved as he swallowed,

repressed fire.

front of him, and she tilted her chin, eyes brimming

"Get in," she

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seat, unbuttoning the top two buttons of his shirt as he settled in revealing a glimpse of his toned chest The breeze tossed his carefully styled hair, making bim look just

surprised-she'd never seen this side of Hawthorne before. Her heart skipped and nearly sent

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