The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 594

"And you?"

Hawthorne grinned. "Of course, I rushed back just to see you. Tomorrow, I want to take you to Greenvale. My brother and sister-in-law are eager to meet you."

He didn't mention that Mr. and Mrs. Everhart actually had something to tell her, or that they were planning to give her gifts-especially Leonie, who was practically beside herself with excitement.

Gwyneth hesitated. "I haven't told Mom and the others yet."

Hawthorne looked at her and asked, "What if I hadn't come back?"

The Langford family would probably be worried sick by now.

Gwyneth wasn't about to say that out loud. Instead, she shot back, "Would you really not come?"

Hawthorne ruffled her hair with fond affection. "No chance. After all the trouble I went through with the engagement gifts, I'm not about to let that go to waste." Gwyneth's heart warmed for half a second before indignation bubbled up in her chest.

"So it's not me you're attached to, just the gifts? Fine, take them all back—I don't care."

was joking or not, and the uncertainty just made her more

anger, Hawthorne couldn't help but laugh, his chest shaking with the effort to hold it in. When Gwyneth looked up and realized he was barely

"What's so funny?"

hooked a finger under her chin, teasing, "If a few gifts can

conversation was going perfectly well-Hawthorne seemed perfectly normal-until he looked at her with that mischievous glint, like a thief eyeing his

nervous about telling them,

the subject so quickly it saved Gwyneth from

cut him off quickly. "I'll handle it. Mom

back, Chris, Celia, and even

have marched her to Greenvale themselves—or dragged Hawthorne back

into night. Hawthorne, finally said, "It's getting late. You should get some rest.. want to leave early tomorrow flying to Greenvale will take three hours, even by private jet. And there'll be a lot to do

of nerves when she

as soon as Hawthorne stepped into the shower, the sound of

didn't come out for half an hour. By the

f.ne

time talking with her, he'd hoped maybe they'd grow a little closer. Sighing, he slipped under the covers and gently pulled her into his arms. Gwyneth instinctively nuzzled closer, then wrapped her arms around his waist in