The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

On this point, Hawthorne and Gwyneth were perfectly in sync. He preferred peace and quiet over crowds and chaos, and so did she.

If it weren't for worrying about hurting her mom and great-grandfather's feelings, Gwyneth honestly felt that just signing the marriage certificate would have been enough a wedding ceremony didn't really matter to her.

Hawthorne took his wife home, leaving Leonie and the Everharts behind with reluctant looks.

Stepping back into their place, Gwyneth was immediately struck by how familiar it felt. The apartment in Starfall City was practically identical to this one.

"Great-grandpa really put his heart into this," she couldn't help but think.

"I need to head to the office. You should rest at home," Hawthorne said, instructing someone to bring in their luggage. The butler greeted Gwyneth with a respectful, "Ma'am."

The title made her squirm a bit.

"I could go to the office, too. It gets awfully boring here alone," she said. What was she supposed to do—just stare at the walls and wait for him to come back every day?

your old

cheered Gwyneth up. When she returned to the gaming department, everyone was stunned to see her. A

Did the

Everhart Group thanks to family

long leave," Gwyneth replied, glossing over the real reason. She had no intention of telling anyone

the idea of everyone knowing she was married to the boss. She didn't want to become some kind of rare specimen, under

a knowing edge to their tone. "It's been weird lately-the boss has been MIA, too. He's a workaholic, practically lives here, but he's been out

now, just as Gwyneth returned,

the same time, and even rode in together in Mr.

the curiosity with a couple of vague excuses.

just as

away from the office. Before getting

Hawthorne teased her, "Is being seen with me really

him that wasn't good enough to go public? Did she plan to keep her status as Mrs.