The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 585

As expected, it wasn't really the wine that made her tipsy-sometimes it was just the atmosphere. Hawthorne reached over to feel Gwyneth's flushed cheeks, then gently took her glass away.

"That's enough for now. Too much isn't good for you," he said softly.

Gwyneth didn't protest. Instead, she placed her hand right over his, the warmth of her skin startling Hawthorne as if he'd touched a live wire. Yet she seemed completely oblivious, her eyes bright and mischievous.

"Come on, who do you think you're dealing with? I can handle another round," she declared, reaching for the wine again.

Hawthorne gave her a crooked half-smile. "I'm just worried that if you keep

drinking, you'll be too out of it for what comes next."

That comment sobered her up almost instantly. Gwyneth's head cleared in a flash, and even Hawthorne's handsome face seemed less blurry.

Wait. What did he just say?

What comes next?

A sudden heat crept up her neck. Hawthorne, meanwhile, had already gotten up to start clearing the dishes.

hadn't arranged for any staff or housekeepers, so they

you in the sitting room," Hawthorne called out. "Go have a drink, maybe watch

cheek a gentle pinch before heading off

effortless figure move away,

she found a tray of snacks and neatly cut fruit,

much at dinner that she could barely move, but she distractedly sipped a little tea and nibbled on some fruit, mostly to busy her hands. Her attention, though, was entirely focused on the faint clatter coming

flat-screen across from her, she didn't register

kitchen and came out,

TV was now blaring some late-night commercial for condoms and a well- known brand of

flicked the screen off. He scooped Gwyneth up in

switched on the bedside lamp, filling the room with

until the middle of the night, when she woke up to

the sound of running water from the bathroom, and through the frosted glass door, the outline of a man's figure caught her off guard, sending

dare make

she buried herself

she tried, she couldnt banish that image from

what would happen

noticed she was

to pretend to be asleep