The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 736

“Gwyneth, you asked me to do this, so I figured I should see it through to the end. Besides, you know how difficult Connor can be—not just anyone can handle him.”

Leonie’s words were a complaint, but to Gwyneth, she sounded like a young girl with her first crush, playfully whining.

Especially when she mentioned Connor—Connor’s alias—Leonie’s voice softened considerably.

Gwyneth, having been through the wringer of love herself, felt a jolt of suspicion. Could Leonie and Connor actually be hitting it off?

But then she dismissed the thought. It seemed impossible.

After growing up, Connor had developed a razor-sharp tongue, while Leonie was hopelessly straightforward. If those two were put together, wouldn't they just be on completely different wavelengths, unable to understand a word the other was saying?

Of course, Gwyneth was smart enough not to pry. If it was true, it might actually be a good thing. Better to let them figure it out on their own.

“How is Connor doing now? With all the wedding chaos, I haven’t even had a chance to call him.”

Gwyneth was so preoccupied with Hawthorne and Patti Yale that she’d lost interest in everything, even her beloved painting.

Leonie replied, “Don’t worry, he’s not going to die on my watch. You just focus on marrying my uncle, Gwyneth. I promise, Connor won’t be a bother to you.”

After saying this, Leonie deliberately glanced at Connor in the hospital bed.

Under her and the caregiver’s meticulous attention, Connor was recovering well. His youth, vitality, and strong constitution meant he was healing much faster than the average person.

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