The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 774

Gwyneth had no desire to waste her breath on someone like Bill Crawford. He glared at her, his voice dripping with malice. 'You're just pathetic, Gwyneth. Even with all my girlfriends, I treated you like a treasure, cherished you so much I couldn't even bring myself to lay a finger on you. And what about Hawthorne? He used you up and then tossed you aside, and yet you're still completely hung up on him. Tell me, how desperate can you be?'

His eyes devoured her, as if he wanted to swallow her whole. He grabbed her wrist, his grip so tight she winced in pain. 'We're over,' she said, trying to wrench her hand free. 'And since you have so many girlfriends, why don't you go find one of them? Wasn't that beautiful woman waiting for you? Why bother with a married woman like me? Besides, who I'm with is my business, not yours.'

But Bill held on tight. He was consumed by regret. He never would have imagined that Gwyneth was the eldest daughter of the Langford family of Starfall City. While his Crawford family had some standing in Greenvale, it was nothing compared to the Everharts. He cursed himself for being so blind. If he had become the Langford family's son-in-law, he would have had the world at his feet.

The Qi family would have been nothing; his family could have crushed them. He would have been limitlessly powerful, fabulously wealthy. With his philandering nature, he could have easily played the part of the devoted husband, keeping Gwyneth happy at home while he continued his escapades. Women these days were so understanding, weren't they? As long as the husband didn't abandon the family, they'd turn a blind eye to his affairs. And with the title of Langford son-in-law, his family would have been unstoppable in the business world.

Bill was drowning in regret. When he'd heard on the news that Hawthorne was cheating, his first feeling was glee. As the ex-boyfriend, it was the perfect opportunity to swoop in. After all, he and Gwyneth had a history. A heartbroken woman needs a strong shoulder to cry on, right?

'Gwyn, I'm serious about you,' he pleaded. 'Just agree to be my girlfriend again, and I swear I'll break up with all the other women. I'll even sign a contract, just for you. There will never be another woman. If I break this promise, may I be struck by lightning and die a horrible death.' Gwyneth could only laugh. Such a childish oath wouldn't even fool a kid, let alone her.

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