The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 738

The sound of rushing water filled the small room. Leonie’s face was completely flushed. She spun around, not daring to look in his direction.

“Alright,” Connor said coolly. “Zip me up and help me back to bed.”

Just as Leonie’s hand touched the zipper of his pants, the door burst open and Connor’s rowdy friends barged in, carrying fruit and snacks.

They glanced at the empty hospital bed, then started looking around for him. Hearing noises from the bathroom, they headed over just in time to see the compromising scene.

“Whoa, Connor! Sorry, sorry! We didn’t mean to interrupt you two… getting busy.”

Good grief, their boy Connor was a real legend. Just a short while ago, he’d been with Hawthorne’s current wife, and now, only a few days later, he’d managed to snag his little niece. And from the looks of that spicy scene, it wasn’t him forcing himself on her—it looked like she was the one making a move on him! Connor’s charm was undeniable. No wonder he went through girlfriends faster than people change clothes.

Leonie’s face went pale as she stumbled out of the bathroom, practically scrubbing her hands raw at the sink. “Don’t misunderstand,” she said, flustered. “It’s not what you think.”

But explaining anything to a group of hooligans was a lost cause.

Liam, one of the friends, arched a roguish eyebrow. “We’re not thinking anything. Everyone knows how charming Connor is. You don’t have to be shy about it. And tell your aunt of, we’d much rather have you as our buddy’s girl. Right, Connor?”

Connor, having relieved himself, finally felt a wave of relief wash over him, and his mood improved.

Right, my ass, he thought. But in front of a lady, he held back the profanity. While Leonie’s personality was a million miles from his ideal girlfriend, But when he remembered she was Gwyneth’s friend, he softened his tone.

He had absolutely no ulterior motives with her; her straightforward nature made her great friend material, and that was it.

“Are you guys blind or deaf? Didn’t you hear her say it was a misunderstanding? Stop playing matchmaker when you have nothing better to do. Where the hell were you when I actually needed you?”

Now that he was feeling better, Connor’s scolding had more bite. If these unreliable friends hadn’t abandoned him with Leonie, he wouldn’t have almost wet himself and caused this whole awkward mess. The idea of dating someone from the Langford family? Don’t insult him. Hawthorne had stolen his childhood sweetheart; he hadn’t settled that score yet.

Leonie’s blush spread all the way to her ears. “Since your friends are here, I’ll be going.”

She grabbed her bag and fled like the wind.

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