The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 638

After all, carving a seal takes a surprising amount of strength.

“Aren’t you eating?”

Gwyneth glanced up to find Hawthorne watching her with a hint of a smile at the corner of his eyes. Embarrassed, she offered him the meat pie in her hand.

She really was hungry; paired with the savory blood pudding broth, she took a hearty sip, making the pie taste even better.

“I’m good,” he said. “I bought them especially for you.”

Gwyneth didn’t hold back after that. Out of the six pies Hawthorne had brought, she polished off five, and only when she truly couldn’t manage another did Hawthorne help her finish the last one.

She drained the rest of the broth, then settled contentedly onto the lounge chair in the garden. With a full belly, a warm patch of sunshine, and nowhere she needed to be, she felt so satisfied that even the thought of becoming royalty sounded like too much trouble.

Seeing her so delighted, Hawthorne felt an unexpected surge of happiness himself.

Like a magician revealing a trick, he produced an elegant little box and handed it to her. Gwyneth eyed him suspiciously as she began to unwrap it.

“What is it? Jewelry?”

“No.”

She opened the box and was stunned for a moment—inside was a full set of Holbein paints. She looked up at him in disbelief.

“These are for me?”

He nodded. “I had someone track them down for you last week. Check if all the colors are there; if anything’s missing, I’ll get more.”

A warmth bloomed in Gwyneth’s chest. If Hawthorne had given her jewelry, she wouldn’t have been half as surprised or touched—the Langford family had never lacked for such things. Growing up, if she wanted something, all she had to do was ask.

She could easily buy paints herself, of course. What mattered was that Hawthorne had thought of it.

In her few relationships, Bill Crawford had never seen her as a pampered heiress. Occasionally, he’d give her small gifts—things she never really cared for, though she never said so. After they broke up, she’d almost returned every last present.

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