The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 705

Gwyneth staying away from the office suited his plans perfectly.

“Alright. If you need anything, just ask me. Or if you’d rather not talk to me, you can tell Butler Parham.”

Hawthorne knew where he stood.

Gwyneth gave a faint nod, walked into the bedroom, and closed the door in his face.

Hawthorne wanted to follow her, but the closed door was a clear rejection.

No matter, he thought. At least she was back. He could figure out the rest later.

Gwyneth unpacked, putting her things back where they belonged. A moment later, she received a call from Connor Kaufman.

“I went to the village and Ms. Everhart said you moved out. Don’t tell me you left just to avoid me. Gwyneth, you have to keep your word. You promised you’d let me take you racing. Are you trying to stand me up?”

The moment she answered, Connor’s complaints came tumbling out.

Gwyneth couldn’t help but smile. The Connor she knew now was so different from the boy she remembered. As a child, he had been more mature and composed, with a calm and gentle demeanor. The man he'd become was impatient and restless.

“Of course not. Send me the address tomorrow. I’ll meet you there.”

Connor paused, a hint of understanding—and a trace of sarcasm—in his voice. “You went back to Hawthorne, didn’t you?”

Gwyneth didn’t deny it, simply responding with a quiet, “Yes.”

Connor spat out the toothpick he’d been chewing on and said something that was both hurtful and true.

“You’re spineless.”

Before Gwyneth could say anything, he hung up.

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