The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 605
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The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge is the best current series by the author Lavender. The Chapter 605 content below will immerse us in a world of love and hatred, where characters use every trick to achieve their goals without concern for the other half—only to regret it later. Please read chapter Chapter 605 and stay updated with the next chapters of this series at nisfree.com.
Hawthorne’s intentions couldn’t have been clearer.
“Mr. Sutherland, this is my wife, Gwyneth. I think you must be mistaken.”
Hawthorne gave a gentle nudge to the Pop Mart figurine beside him, and Leonie took the hint, striding over to Ethan with a look on her face that said she wanted the floor to swallow her up.
For Ethan, it felt like the sky had just fallen. He’d finally met someone who truly stirred his heart—only to find out she was already married.
“Why don’t you get to know my niece? Gwyneth and I need to be somewhere else.”
Without hesitation, Hawthorne left Leonie behind. She hadn’t expected that. Usually, whenever a man so much as looked her way, Uncle Hawthorne would whisk her off immediately. Today, he just walked away.
“Uncle Hawthorne, aren’t you worried I’ll run into someone sketchy?”
Leonie sounded genuinely aggrieved, torn between embarrassment in front of Ethan and guilt for dragging her aunt into this mess.
Hawthorne snorted. “If you do, maybe it’s just what you need—”
He didn’t wait for a reply, simply took Gwyneth by the hand and led her to his car, never glancing back at Leonie.
Gwyneth quietly slid into the back seat; Hawthorne got behind the wheel.
The ride was silent until they hit a red light. Hawthorne braked and looked straight ahead.
“Don’t you have something to say to me?”
He was clearly waiting for an explanation. Gwyneth hesitated, then met his gaze in the rearview mirror. “Weren’t you supposed to be at a meeting? Why’d you come back?”
“If I hadn’t, you’d be halfway to a fraud conviction for a fake marriage,” Hawthorne replied dryly.
Gwyneth felt a pang of injustice. She didn’t want any of this either, but she’d been afraid Leonie would catch all the blame.
“I just wanted to help Leonie,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.
“Help her?” He scoffed. “That guy was interested in you. If I hadn’t come, what was your plan?”
Honestly, Gwyneth hadn’t thought that far. Even if Hawthorne hadn’t shown up, she never would’ve accepted Ethan’s confession.
“I already told him,” she said, voice so soft it nearly faded away.
“Told him what?”
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