The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 658

Chapter 658

Apart from Patti Yale's voice, the only sound in the room was the quiet clatter of Hawthorne's silverware against his plate.

"I just think, compared to you, none of them really measure up," Patti said.

Hawthorne remained silent, methodically cutting into his soft-boiled egg until the yolk oozed messily across the plate, like someone's blood quietly weeping.

He didn't set down his knife and fork until Patti finally finished speaking. When he looked up at her, his gaze was cold and sharp as a blade. The look startled her; she shivered involuntarily. But by the time she looked again, his expression had already returned to its usual indifferent calm.

Maybe she'd imagined it.

"Okay. I understand."

There was no accusation in his voice, no blame-just that same gentle, quiet man she'd known years ago, the one who'd once favored her with his soft-spoken charm. Only now, he seemed to have lost the last traces of romance.

really cared for him. Years ago, the Everhart and Yale families hadn't been close, and Hawthorne was never the kind of man who knew how to please a woman. He never brought her flowers or whispered sweet nothings. When she'd begged him to make her breakfast,

who'd chased after her, desperate to please_ offering to run her baths or feed her at the table. Even now, looking at the neatly arranged food in front

in, but hadn't bothered to hire any help. The takeout they'd ordered earlier-she'd had to plate it herself, and the greasy feel of it made her reluctant to touch anything. She'd probably have to load the dishes into the

couldn't Hawthorne act like a normal man and

it weren't for—well, there was no way she'd have come here, swallowing her pride just to win him

you marry

voice was tentative,

up choking on it. Patti watched him. When he set the cup down, there was

relax. Hawthorne hadn't

to get to

behind his barely touched glass of

up to leave, Patti panicked.

body was soft, none of the stiffness he'd shown the first time

he still

me. Don't go, okay?" she pleaded, her eyes shining, flecked with points of light like a galaxy. The red eyeshadow at the corners of her eyes gave her a