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."

he trying to fatten her up? Hawthorne pinched her

to have a baby, she'd need to put on a little

just slender. Honestly, she ate more with Hawthorne than

pinched her own cheek, feigning a

gesture made it impossible for Hawthorne to hide the smile

I'll cook your

need the extra energy if they were going to start

say anything more, simply

for her. Gwyneth had breakfast with them every morning, but

Celia were huddled together, whispering

you said Hawthorne might not

one who said that. Weren't

with her

you two fussing

really were a handful-nothing

Chris and Celia, on the other hand,

a

as soon as he was home with Celia, they

days on

couldn't tell who

tal after. McNeil wasn't

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

Chris replied, a little guiltily. "Maybe you

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