The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 898

Dorian's heart skipped a beat. He wasn't stupid; he immediately thought of his outing with Leonie.

He wasn't sure if Felicia had somehow figured out he hadn't come home for the last two days. Sully had been calling nonstop, and Dorian's refusal to answer would make any woman suspicious.

He wasn't actually dating Leonie, but to the outside world, their actions looked identical to a couple. Dorian didn't know what kind of game Felicia was playing, but she had granted his every wish over the years. He wasn't ungrateful.

"Alright. I'll take you wherever you want to go."

Dorian had already made up his mind. No matter what she asked of him, he would play along. After all, she was paying for his life.

Felicia slowly pulled back from his chest, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him.

"You mean it? Good. Let's go right now."

Without another word, Felicia grabbed Dorian's hand and pulled him out the door. He followed closely behind her as they got into the car.

Felicia had chosen a pink dress for the occasion, making her look several years younger, but standing next to Dorian, they still looked more like a mother and son.

They strolled down the busiest stretch of Main Street. Felicia acted like a giddy teenager, demanding to eat this and buy that, thoroughly enjoying herself.

Dorian stayed right by her side, but they drew countless strange stares from the people around them.

The judgment stemmed from how intensely Felicia was clinging to him and acting spoiled. She acted oblivious to the whispers and looks, her arm firmly locked through his.

As they passed a boutique window on Main Street, Felicia suddenly stopped and pulled Dorian toward the glass, staring at their reflection.

"Do we look like a couple, or do we look like mother and son?"

The question made Dorian stiffen. Felicia was clearly implying something. He stayed quiet until she pressed him again, finally answering cautiously, "What do you think we look like?"

He calmly deflected the question back to her. Felicia let out a sharp laugh, stared at the reflection for a moment longer, and then said quietly, "Forget it. I'm tired. Let's go back."

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