The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 595

Chapter 595

She hurried out of bed and dashed downstairs, uncertain where Hawthorne had gone—maybe out for a run, maybe something else—

It wasn't until she heard the sounds coming from the kitchen that Gwyneth relaxed and drifted over. There he was.

Hawthorne looked up the moment she entered, catching sight of Gwyneth at the doorway.

"You're up. I made breakfast-come and eat."

There was a spread on the table: a steaming bowl of nourishing soup, golden

fried dumplings, freshly ground soy milk, toast, and eggs.

So he'd gotten up early just to make her breakfast?

Gwyneth wandered to the dining table. Hawthorne pulled out her chair for her and

set her plate in front of her with quiet care.

"Coffee or milk? I've got soy milk ready, too."

Gwyneth eyed the soy milk and said, "This is perfect for me."

She glanced at the dough still rising on the counter-was he really planning to make homemade doughnuts, too?

"Don't go overboard, I can't eat that much."

pinched her cheek lightly. "No

wanted to have a baby, she'd need to

just slender. Honestly, she ate more with Hawthorne than she ever

a

childish gesture made it impossible for Hawthorne to hide the smile tugging at his

back in Greenvale, I'll cook your

if they were going to start a

say anything more,

family house, Victoria and the patriarch were still waiting for her. Gwyneth had

and Celia were huddled

think she's upset because you said Hawthorne

were the one who said that. Weren't you the one who claimed she didn't deserve

her father-in-law but caught the

you two

really were a handful-nothing like

on the other hand,

a word

soon as he was home with

days on

couldn't tell

tal after. McNeil wasn't

she herself was the picture of calm. How did she end up with two little

replied, a little guiltily. "Maybe you should give Gwyn a

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