The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

At this point, no one objected to Hawthorne Everhart taking Gwyneth Langford with him.

With the entire family watching, the two of them boarded the helicopter together.

As Gwyneth glanced at Hawthorne's profile, it suddenly struck her that he'd completely outmaneuvered the Langfords. Chris and Celia had both been reluctant to let her go, and her mother certainly hadn't wanted her daughter heading off to Greenvale. No one wanted her to leave.

But Hawthorne had disappeared for a whole week, not a word from him. Of course, the Langfords had no idea that the newlyweds were on the phone with each other late into every night. Even if they did know, they'd probably still be worried sick.

Greenvale was far away, and the gifts the Everharts had sent over as a betrothal gesture barely made a dent in the Langfords' wealth. If things didn't work out, it's not like they'd be heartbroken over returning a few gifts. The Langfords had enough standing to not care about such trivialities.

What really troubled them was Gwyneth herself. They simply couldn't bear the thought of her getting hurt again.

She stole several glances at Hawthorne, thinking to herself that he really could be infuriating. Hawthorne caught her looking but said nothing, simply kept holding her hand, his grip never loosening. Somehow, that made her feel safe.

The flight lasted more than three hours. When they landed, Mr. and Mrs. Everhart were already waiting for them in the garden.

No one was more excited than Leonie Everhart. The moment she saw Gwyneth, her eyes filled with tears.

"Gwyn, I thought Uncle Hawthorne had done something to you. We hadn't seen you in ages, and then he comes back and tells us he's married and to you! I nearly fainted from shock."

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was impossible to wrap her head around it-how could someone as quiet and gentle as Gwyneth have managed to get the ever-bachelor Hawthorne to suddenly tie the knot? Maybe she had

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