The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 369

Ailie wasn’t completely oblivious—she could tell Victoria didn’t want to go into details, so she let it drop.

“Does McNeil know you’re pregnant?”

Victoria fell silent.

Ailie immediately exploded.

“That jerk stayed with you in Evermore City for four, five days and still doesn’t know you’re pregnant? Does he care about you at all?”

A strange ache flashed through Victoria’s heart, but she quickly pushed it aside.

Ailie sighed and changed tack.

“Forget him. What are you going to do about the baby? Are you keeping it or not? Honestly, McNeil is a lost cause. You ought to decide soon.”

Victoria stared into the distance, her eyes vacant.

“This baby is mine. I could never give it up.”

But as for McNeil, she didn’t even want to mention his name.

Ailie had never been married, so she couldn’t really grasp how a woman might feel as a mother. If she were in Victoria’s shoes, and things with her husband were this bad, she probably wouldn’t keep the child.

“Whatever. I won’t meddle anymore. But what now? McNeil’s the father—are you really planning to keep him in the dark? He has to take responsibility, doesn’t he?”

Victoria managed a faint smile.

“You don’t need to worry about me. Just help me keep this pregnancy a secret. Don’t tell anyone.”

Ailie could only shrug.

“Have it your way.”

During Victoria’s days in the hospital, Ailie visited her every day. When the doctors declared the pregnancy stable, Victoria insisted on being discharged.

McNeil noticed she hadn’t come home and tried calling, but Victoria ignored his calls.

Instead, she dialed Maynard.

“Why hasn’t the divorce paperwork I asked you to file at city hall been processed yet?”

Maynard hesitated for a moment.

“Mrs. Langford, I’m just following Mr. Langford’s orders. Please don’t make things difficult for me.”

Victoria’s tone was icy.

“Difficult? He’s the one who wants a divorce. I’m just cooperating. It’s been months—how much longer can it take?”

Maynard replied, “Mrs. Langford, Mr. Langford has yet to sign either agreement. That’s all I can say.”

Victoria let out a cold laugh.

“Heh—no matter. If he refuses to sign, all the better.”

She hung up abruptly. Maynard stood there with his phone, wondering whether to tell McNeil, but decided it was best to stay out of it.

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The Turner Residence

Yasmine was waiting for Victoria in her study.

“Ms. Turner…”