The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 592

Hawthorne frowned the moment he heard her call him "Uncle."

"Still calling me 'Uncle'? Do I look that old to you?"

No man likes being reminded of his age by the woman he loves, and Hawthorne was no exception. Gwyneth was about the same age as Leonie, so calling him "Uncle" made sense before, but now that they were married, it just felt wrong.

Out in the world, his age was considered prime-desirable, even. Yet every time Gwyneth called him "Uncle," it felt like there was a whole generation between them.

Gwyneth's cheeks flushed pink, and she suddenly didn't know what to say.

Hawthorne reached out, gently lifting her chin. He gazed at her intently for a long moment before speaking. "Call me 'darling.""

Gwyneth hesitated, struggling for a second, but finally managed to say it.

"Darling-"

A satisfied smile spread across Hawthorne's face. He coaxed her, "Say it again. A few more times."

By now, Gwyneth's face was scarlet. She quickly changed the subject. "When did you get back? You didn't even tell me."

saw she was embarrassed and decided not to

you, it wouldn't

longer. Apart from herself, nobody knew Hawthorne

him. Chris and Celia had never really approved of Hawthorne in the first place; with him gone for so long,

her family really think she was

from

wrong? Don't

cutesy, wide-eyed doll he handed her,

she liked it

"I like it. I like anything you

all the rage right now," Hawthorne said. "Girls are fighting over them, and they're selling out everywhere,

like this had never crossed his mind. Frankly, just looking at

first thing he'd done after getting back to Greenvale was visit the Everhart family and announce his marriage to Gwyneth. They'd be throwing a reception at the end of

utterly stunned by the news, and

was

bachelor only to find out he'd run off

you up to this,

Gwyneth suddenly remembered that