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The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 407
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Chapter 407 Isaac lounged on the couch, shaking his head.

"I'm telling you, McNeil's a lost cause. He says one thing, but you can tell he's thinking something else entirely. What do you guys think?" Curtis spoke up, "Isn't it a good thing he's marrying someone else? The only issue is... Victoria's baby..." Marcus and Isaac both turned to stare at Curtis.

"Victoria's pregnant again?" "His wife's having a baby?" Isaac's eyes went wide, and then he grinned mischievously. "You guys sure it's McNeil's?" Curtis and Marcus glared at him in unison. Isaac chuckled awkwardly. "What? Why are you both looking atlike that? I was just asking." Meanwhile, McNeil had stepped outside the bar and was heading to his car, where Violet was waiting for him.

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He frowned. "You're still here?" Violet sniffled. "I was waiting for you. McNeil, please don't be like this-I'm really worried about you. Victoria's trip to Evermore City was planned all along, can't you see that?" "She and Mr. Campbell are the real couple here. They've been together for ages. Sometimes I even wonder if Gwyn is really-" McNeil's eyes flashed cold as steel. "Really what?" Violet faltered. "Nothing, I was just talking. You don't have to be like this. Isn't it enough to haveby your side?" She didn't understand what was going on with McNeil. Had he really fallen for Victoria? But how could that even be possible? He glanced at her, voice weary. "Let's go." But Violet refused to let the moment end.

"McNeil, we're not young anymore. My parents are living overseas; they just called the other day, asking about my personal life-how things are going with me." "I've waited for you all these years. Sure, there have been differences between us, but in the end, we still found our way back to each other." Her eyes shimmered with tears as she fumbled in her purse and pulled out a medical report, her hands trembling.

"This is the diagnosis from Dr. Kelvin. He's the best doctor there is. But he toldI only have three months left." McNeil froze, the news hitting him like a bolt of lightning. His pupils narrowed in shock.

"If even Kelvin can't help me, there really is no hope." Violet's whole body shook, as fragile as a leaf in the wind.

McNeil opened his mouth, searching for words, but nothing cout.

"What more do you want from me?" he finally managed.

His words chilled Violet to the bone.

"No, I don't want anything more. You've already givenso much. Your father even gavean apartment. I really have enough, McNeil." "I've gotten plenty from you over the years. But now, with just three months left, nothing else matters. I can't take any of it with me." "In three months, everything will change. When I'm gone, all that will be left is the memory ofin your mind- and maybe a headstone." Tears streamed down her face, refusing to stop. She had lost so much weight these past few days, she looked as though a strong breeze might topple her.

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McNeil slipped off his suit jacket and draped it over her shoulders.

"It's windy. Get in the car."

But Violet shook her head. "McNeil, promisesomething. You know deep down Victoria doesn'Hlove you. NO She's had someone else for a long time, and this was all part of her plan."

"She knows you're kind toout of gratitude, for saving your life. She found evidence took back all the Yack all the marital property, and threwout of the house you bought for me."

"She's calculated, always thinking several steps ahead. Isn't that m kcan't compete with enough proof?her anymore, and I don't want to. My feelings for you are real." With tears shining in her eyes, Violet gazed up at him. "Will you marry me? Just a ceremony-so I can leave this world without regrets..." McNeil stared at her for a long, long time. At last, as if making up his mind, he nodded.

"All right..."