The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 805

But Gwyneth’s voice suddenly turned severe. “I told you to eat. Didn’t you hear me? Take a bite of every dish first. I’ll eat after you’re done. If you won’t, then have them do it.” Gwyneth pointed at the other servants standing nearby, who exchanged confused and worried glances.

Butler Parham finally understood. Mrs. Everhart was afraid the food was poisoned. A sense of alarm washed over him. She was clearly traumatized, and deeply so. Realizing the gravity of the situation, he knew he had to inform Mr. Everhart. Her current state was bordering on mental instability.

What on earth had happened between Mr. and Mrs. Everhart? Mr. Everhart had been coming home on time recently, and even on late nights, he always went upstairs to be with her. Mrs. Everhart had been sleeping a lot, which the butler now understood was due to her pregnancy. A thought occurred to him—could this be what people called prenatal anxiety? But her reaction seemed extreme. Why would she think the household staff would try to poison her?

Gwyneth remained seated, not touching her fork, waiting for the servants to test her food. With a heavy sigh, Butler Parham waved the other servants away to prevent them from hearing more and starting to gossip. “Mrs. Everhart, if you are concerned, I will taste it for you. There is no need for the others. All of you, don’t just stand there. Mrs. Everhart needs quiet to eat, especially now that she’s pregnant. Please leave us. Don’t disturb her unless it’s necessary.”

He was only trying to help, but Gwyneth suddenly stared at him, her eyes glinting with a sharp, hostile edge. “Why are you sending them away? Are you trying to control me?”

“…”

In all his years with the Everhart family, this was the first time his loyalty had been questioned by a member of the household. He felt a pang of hurt, but looking at Mrs. Everhart’s fragile state, his heart softened with a familiar sorrow. It reminded him of his own daughter when she had been pregnant.

Butler Parham reasoned that Mr. Everhart’s absence at the company was likely the cause, so he couldn’t blame her. As a servant of the house, his duty was to ease his masters’ burdens. He dismissed her accusation with a gentle smile. “Mrs. Everhart, if you have any doubts, I will not ask them to leave.” He turned to the servants. “Come back, all of you. Stay with Mrs. Everhart.”

After a few moments of this tense back-and-forth, it was as if Gwyneth had been struck by a sudden realization, jolting her back to her senses. Hawthorne was the one at fault in this whole affair. How could she take her anger out on the staff, especially an old, dedicated butler like Parham? He was getting on in years, and his work for the family was not easy. Gwyneth could see that he was completely loyal, treating Hawthorne like his own son.

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