The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 609

It was obvious just how much Mr. and Mrs. Everhart adored her.

That night, Gwyneth didn't share a room with Leonie. Her period was making her feel pretty awful, and she didn't want either of them to lose sleep over it.

For the next two days, both Leonie and Gwyneth stayed home, behaving themselves for once. Leonie knew Uncle Hawthorne would be back soon, so she wisely packed her bags and slipped out before he arrived.

She had no desire to be on the receiving end of Uncle Hawthorne's piercing gaze; that was the sort of thing that gave her nightmares.

By the time Hawthorne returned, Gwyneth's cramps had finally passed.

She'd perked up considerably. She wandered around the house, browsing the books in Hawthorne's study, or stepped out into the garden to water the roses. Truthfully, the gardeners had everything under control, but with nothing else to do, she was bored out of her mind.

Victoria Turner, Chris, and Celia all video-chatted with her over those two days. Celia asked if Hawthorne was treating her well, but Gwyneth didn't really know what to say. Since they'd arrived in Greenvale, Hawthorne had immediately left on a business trip. She'd actually thought Greenvale would be a kind of mini- honeymoon.

Chris, for once, kept his sarcasm in check. He just told her to relax, that everything at home was fine, and that they'd see each other at the wedding at the end of the year. "If you don't want to come back before then, don't," he said.

It was like he'd become a different person. Gwyneth figured Chris was just worried she'd get dumped, so he'd given up nagging her to come home.

true to his word. Three days later,

rain clinging to his coat, with a

frowned. She remembered him leaving with just one small bag for his personal things

gifts for you in these," Hawthorne said,

the butler, who immediately called a maid to hang it up. Then Hawthorne took Gwyneth's hand and

Hadn't she told him on the phone not to get her anything? What was

opening the

out a square black velvet box. Inside was a

chain of diamonds in

latest shoes, handbags -Hawthorne had bought her one of everything he

want.

feminine hygiene products, all in elegant, floral packaging. Thank goodness it was just

card out

though she knew perfectly

account," he said. "From now on, if you want something,

looked at him, feeling

own money. I can buy whatever I want," she