The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 657

Chapter 657

Once in his life, he had allowed himself to trust a woman completely, to believe every word she said. In the end, he realized he was nothing more than a background character in her little game. How ridiculous.

Patti Yale flinched at the harshness in his voice, the fear in her eyes making Hawthorne rein himself in a little.

"Hawthorne, I know I was wrong before. Please, forgive me—"

She clung to his hand, on the verge of tears.

The ice in Hawthorne's eyes hadn't thawed, but his tone softened.

"It's like you said—it's all in the past. Let's not bring it up again."

He looked at her. "So, you called me here for breakfast?"

Tears sparkled in Patti Yale's eyes, but when she saw he had no intention to blame her, her sorrow faded a little.

I still remember all your favorites-I made everything just the way you like. Come,

pulled him by the hand, beaming with pride as she led him to the dining table. Local specialties from Greenvale-fresh

trash beside the table, noticing the corner of a white receipt poking out. "You

get everything ready. I woke up and

his hand to her chest, right over her pounding heart. Hawthorne jerked his hand away, as if he'd

only made Patti

ago, huh?"

at her, finally replying in a

joking, and Patti Yale's

awkward. She'd always assumed Hawthorne would

delicious.

pursuing Patti Yale's flirtations. Talk like that, first thing in the morning,

breakfast at home-he'd only started because Gwyneth needed something to settle her stomach, so he'd asked the housekeeper to prepare

try some! Back in the day, my cooking was good enough to open a restaurant in Greenvale.

with the proud air of a

each other. Hawthorne took a slow

brought up her family, Patti Yale couldn't

listened, silent and attentive, never