The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 593

The only decent thing his niece had done in her twenty-something years, Hawthorne thought wryly, was to bring him a wife.

"You told your uncle and aunt everything about us, right?" he asked.

Gwyneth glanced at Hawthorne, feeling something was off. She hesitated, her cheeks burning. Hawthorne nodded, "Yeah, I told them. At first, they were surprised, but then they were happy for us."

They'd listened to his story like it was some wild fairy tale, asking whether he was serious or if he'd somehow coerced her.

Hawthorne hadn't been thrilled with those words. He was, after all, Greenvale's most eligible bachelor. Gwyneth marrying him-how could anyone think he'd forced her? Couldn't it just be that she wanted to?

He'd given only the briefest summary of how things had unfolded between them; nothing earth-shattering, just something that felt natural, if a bit sudden.

He couldn't explain why, but after bringing Gwyneth home, marriage was suddenly all he could think about. Once the Langfords started dropping hints, he felt even more uneasy about leaving her alone in Starfall City.

This was Gwyneth's home, but if he left, what was to stop the Langford family from immediately arranging her marriage to some well-bred family more "suitable" in their eyes? Better to snatch her up himself before anyone else could.

No coercion, no force—though maybe a little sweet-talking and persuasion. In any case, she was his now.

did your brother and sister-in-law say

In less than a month, she'd jumped a whole generation in titles-now Leonie was her niece, too. It all felt so strange, especially since she and

just asked when I'm

hoping to take Gwyneth straight back to Greenvale. They could return to Starfall City for a celebration

Everhart accepted the news, they set about planning the wedding at a frenzied pace—booking a venue, inviting relatives and friends. Hawthorne had suggested they keep

three-day party seemed the bare

them down. He let them

for something small and quiet-marriage was

"Oh..." Gwyneth stared numbly

Ever since she'd laid

her

short-circuit. All

now was go along with his

only managed a vague little sound.

upstairs.

him up