The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 704

His tone was calm, devoid of any threat or transactional implication. He was simply negotiating with her.

Gwyneth found his reasoning plausible, even if she privately scoffed at the idea that Everhart couples never lived apart. It was all for show, wasn't it? Still, for her grandfather's sake, she had to compromise.

“Fine, I agree.”

It was just a matter of living under the same roof, she reasoned. Hawthorne's villa had plenty of rooms. She could pick one, and if she didn’t want to see him, it would be easy enough to avoid him. It reminded her of old stories about sprawling manors where a lord and his lady could live for years without ever crossing paths if one fell out of favor.

Hawthorne's villa was absurdly large. The idea of living together yet entirely separate was not unacceptable.

Seeing her nod, Hawthorne let out a quiet sigh of relief and started the car again, driving them the rest of the way home.

She hadn't been back in nearly half a month. When the butler saw Gwyneth, the old man's face lit up with genuine surprise and delight.

Previously, his expression had always been as cold and distant as a traditional butler. Gwyneth had even wondered if he'd had professional training in expression management.

“Mrs. Everhart, you’re back!”

Seeing the elderly man welcome her so warmly, Gwyneth found she couldn't ignore him. She gave a slight nod. “Butler Parham.”

Butler Parham looked as happy as if he were greeting his own granddaughter-in-law. He was so excited he almost stumbled, and Gwyneth felt a flicker of emotion.

After composing himself, the butler led the way inside.

“We’ve put fresh sheets on your bed, and the maids have been airing them out in the sun every day. The room is all ready for you. It’s so wonderful to see you back.”

Butler Parham, usually a man of few words, chattered on about the household chores.

Hawthorne walked beside Gwyneth, pulling her suitcase behind him. When a maid came to take the bag, the butler realized he had forgotten his own duties.

“Butler Parham, thank you for all you’ve done for me.”

She could be cold to Hawthorne, but she couldn't bring herself to be callous toward an old man.

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