The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 976

Truthfully, he had considered the possibility that she was only with him for the Everhart family's wealth and prestige, seeking financial stability and an endless supply of money.

But the comfort Layne drew from her presence had been enough to carry him through his darkest hours, especially after the tragic deaths of his parents. It was her steady companionship that helped him survive that brutal grief.

Because of that, he had decided to keep her by his side, regardless of her ulterior motives. Even with his lingering doubts, she had played her role perfectly for two years. She rarely went out, didn't burn through his cash recklessly, and never demanded extravagant gifts. Eventually, he simply stopped scrutinizing her.

What truly reawakened his suspicions was her erratic behavior following his parents' funerals. He caught her smoking on the balcony—a jarring contrast to the sweet, innocent girl she had pretended to be. The way she crossed her legs and blew smoke rings at the sky looked exactly like a seasoned club hostess.

An unspeakable sense of unease settled in his gut. He had also caught her smashing things in a fit of rage in her room. And now, this inexplicable explosion in the kitchen was almost certainly her doing.

He still couldn't figure out what the hell she was trying to achieve by staying with him. After what had happened to Leonie, Layne no longer believed in unconditional, fairy-tale romance.

His parents' deaths had been far too horrific, the lesson paid in blood. Two lives sacrificed for a toxic, deceitful romance—anyone would deem it a senseless tragedy. Through his agonizing grief, Layne knew better than anyone that there were no do-overs in life.

He refused to follow in Leonie's disastrous footsteps. He could not afford the devastating consequences of being manipulated by a lover.

The moment he spotted a crack in Maeve's facade, all his defensive alarms blared. The old Layne would never have been this cynical.

In the past, he would have felt grateful and overjoyed by her concern, counting himself lucky to have found such a devoted partner during his hardest times. Now, he couldn't trust a single word she said.

He wasn't ready to expose her lies just yet, but his blind faith was completely shattered.

Layne steered the car into the underground parking garage. When they reached the door, he unlocked it with his fingerprint. Maeve stepped inside, utterly shocked to find the apartment virtually untouched. It looked exactly as it had when she left.

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