The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 759

Connor had been happy to see Gwyneth at first, but then something seemed to occur to him, and his expression soured. The playful grin he wore while bantering with Leonie vanished completely.

Gwyneth placed the fruit basket she’d brought on the bedside table. “I’m relieved to see you have someone taking care of you,” she said gently. “I’m so sorry, Connor. I really couldn't get away. When I came to see you before, you were still unconscious.”

Connor just snorted, though he didn’t really hold it against her. Gwyneth was married now, and he had to accept that.

They had barely exchanged a few words when a commotion erupted at the door. Several young men tumbled into the room, pushing and shoving one another.

“Connor, look what we brought you! You and Leonie are in for a treat today—roast beef! Hahahahaha!”

The boisterous laughter sent a shiver down Gwyneth’s spine. The men’s laughter died abruptly as their eyes landed on her.

“You… you… what are you doing here?” one of them stammered, their dislike for her immediately apparent.

Leonie, who had gotten to know the group well over the past month, shot them a glare. “What’s with the ‘you you you’? This is my aunt, Gwyneth.”

They were clearly unhappy to see her, but they knew her place in Connor's heart. Plus, they didn't dare offend Leonie, who had saved them from the round-the-clock duty of caring for Connor. With Connor still needing time to recover, they knew they would need her help again. A bunch of clumsy guys like them would only make a mess of things.

“You guys need to learn some manners,” Connor said, backing Leonie up.

Liam scratched his head. “So, what do we call her? She’s Mr. Everhart’s wife.”

Connor nearly coughed up blood, his face turning dark. “Call her ‘Aunt Gwyneth.’”

“…” Gwyneth was speechless. With Connor using that title, she was now a generation above all of them.

“Uh, you don’t have to. You can just call me Gwyn—”

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