The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 604

Leonie finally managed to drag Gwyneth out of the restaurant, though Gwyneth still looked dazed.

"Did you really see your Uncle Hawthorne?"

She was skeptical-after all, hadn't she just seen news about him attending a conference in Echo City yesterday? How could he possibly turn up here, of all places?

"I'm telling you, it was definitely Uncle Hawthorne. If he finds out I brought you here for a blind date, he'll kill me."

Leonie shivered, feeling a chill run down her neck. Gwyneth pulled off the oversized mascot head she'd been wearing, just as Ethan finished paying and hurried after them.

"Leonie, what's going on?"

He stared at the two of them-one in a giant bobblehead costume, the other holding her own head under her arm-completely bewildered by the scene.

Gwyneth, still posing as Leonie, hadn't expected Ethan to follow them out. The Leonie bobblehead behind her jabbed her in the rear.

"Mr. Sutherland, I—"

"No need to be so formal. Our families go way back. Just call me Ethan. Honestly, I'm very interested in you, and I'd like to get to know you better. What do you think of me?"

other girls he'd met—she was effortlessly beautiful and carried herself

was everything he'd been searching for. Gwyneth,

Did he

"Sorry, but my aunt isn't

looked from Gwyneth to the bobblehead at her side, absolutely

do you mean,

decided to just cut to

we're a perfect match. Our families know each other well. If you're willing, why don't we

"Make what official?"

was happening, she suddenly felt herself tipping to the side. An arm reached out,

dropped her own mascot head, which rolled to a stop right at Hawthorne's feet. Her face flushed bright red. She tried to make@ run for it, but Hawthorne caught her by the collar, her legs kicking helplessly in

He was about to protest when he blinked sure his eyes were playing tricks on

Hawthorne supposed to

him—maybe Hawthorne doted on Leonie

like his own daughter.

Ethan stepped forward, addressing

Hawthorne respectfully. "Mr.