The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 684

"I'll give you a ride."

Hawthorne didn't ask Patti Yale for her opinion. He simply acted like he was doing exactly what she wanted-which, truth be told, was just what Patti had been hoping for.

The main reason Patti kept coming back to Hawthorne was simple: no matter what she did, he was always willing to go above and beyond for her, no questions asked. He was her loyal lapdog, and she knew it.

Given the Yale family's current situation, finding someone as devoted as Hawthorne was about as good as things could get.

Patti had her own plans, too. Once she became Mrs. Everhart, she was determined to help the Yale family get back on their feet.

Back then, her father had moved the family out of Greenvale and overseas, hoping to clean up some murky business dealings from back home.

No one had expected that life abroad would be a thousand times harder than it was in the States.

Overnight, Patti went from pampered heiress to a fallen socialite nobody cared to notice. The psychological blow was just as hard as the cold reality-she couldn't stand the way people treated her now.

"Hawthorne, you don't need to drive me home. I'm meeting some friends for drinks at a bar. Just pick me up later, okay?"

Hawthorne replied in his usual calm tone, "Alright."

Patti was more than satisfied with his response. It only confirmed what she already knew: Hawthorne's feelings for her were genuine. He'd always come running whenever she called, and leave just as easily when she wished.

After dropping Patti off at her destination, Hawthorne couldn't wait to drive home.

so early and immediately sensed

room. The moment she saw Hawthorne, she rushed over

you and Aunt Gwyneth? She isn't answering my calls, and

gone to check their bedroom. Almost all

elegant dresses. Hawthorne

room looked untouched-everything neatly folded and in its

where it should be, Hawthorne felt the emptiness, both in the room and inside

the nightstand. He walked over, picked it up, and

divorce papers, her jaw dropped, eyes wide

happened between you and Aunt Gwyneth? How did it get

their wedding at the end of September. Now, before they even made it down

without even looking at it, tore it

Leonie's heart pounded-partly from

worry over Gwyneth's

What in the

"Uncle" but seeing the stony look on

took two

radiated a cold,

your brother

and I just had a disagreement,

when the