The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 621

Ever since Hawthorne bluntly told Yvette to mind her own business, Gwyneth's days at the office had become noticeably easier.

Her relationship with Hawthorne was warming, too—a slow, steady thaw.

"I'm taking you to France tomorrow," he announced one night.

Gwyneth's heart stuttered. She remembered her promise to Connor and, for the first time, felt a pang of guilt.

"I have something tomorrow,” she said, trying to keep her tone light. "Someone commissioned a painting. I promised I'd finish it for them."

Hawthorne's brows knitted. "A commission? You're taking freelance work besides your concept art here?"

Gwyneth had no choice but to double down. "Yeah, I took it before I joined your company. It's for a client-he lost his wife and wants a portrait to remember her by. It's almost done; the deadline's right around the corner. I don't want to hold

him up."

"I don't remember you mentioning this before," Hawthorne said, skeptical.

like that, and the deadline was indeed coming up—just not for another week.

she replied, hoping her voice sounded casual. Hawthorne ruffled her hair. "Alright,

"No-!"

to France, she'd

a calm smile. Lying this smoothly was new

you don't have to put off your

was supposed to stay a few days, but with the helicopter, it's a quick trip.

That was enough for what she

me?" she

answer, just pulled her into his arms.

made love to her twice that night-but Gwyneth

asleep. He pressed a tender kiss to her forehead, lingering for a moment before slipping out

sound of her phone buzzing-Hawthorne, calling from the helicopter. He spoke only briefly before hanging up, promising to call again

the afternoon,

was different

known,

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