The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 610

Hawthorne stepped out of the bathroom, fresh from his shower, only to find Gwyneth sitting on the bed, wide-eyed and lost in thought.

"What's on your mind?" he asked, his tone gentle as he reached out to playfully pinch her nose. His gaze was soft, full of quiet affection.

Gwyneth didn't dare admit what she'd really been thinking-that she was wondering how it would feel to be with this strong, undeniably attractive man lying beside her. She was inexperienced, and all she'd ever heard was that a woman's first time hurt, but that, afterward, there was pleasure waiting on the other side.

She looked at Hawthorne, a mix of anticipation and nervousness fluttering inside her.

"Nothing," she replied quickly, shaking her head. There was no way she could say any of that out loud.

A moment later, the butler arrived with a glass of warm milk-Gwyneth was certain Hawthorne had requested it for her.

He took it from the tray and handed it to her himself. "Drink this. It'll help you sleep."

Obediently, Gwyneth accepted the glass. When she'd finished, Hawthorne lay down beside her, automatically pulling her into his arms, holding her close.

reassuring voice, "We'll talk about

soothed her, as if someone had pressed pause on

better"-but with Hawthorne at her side, she felt safer than she had in a long time. The world blurred at the edges as she fought to keep her eyes open. She wanted to say something more to him, to keep talking, but against her will,

leave for work as usual. When Gwyneth came downstairs for breakfast, she found him in the kitchen, busy at

stayed here before, it was always the

Gwyneth could see him clearly-his head slightly bowed, the lines of his profile strong and defined. Even in casual clothes, he

up. Gwyneth stood before him, her hair

frowned. "You washed

it'd been days. I couldn't stand

her hair must have smelled terrible and felt greasy, and

up and made a beeline for the shower, barely bothering

you're still

washed and dried his hands, and strode

her.