The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 932

All the regret in the world was worthless now. Dorian was dead, and so was her beloved mother.

With no tears left to cry, Leonie mechanically recounted the entire ordeal to Gwyneth, confessing every single detail as if reciting a penance.

Gwyneth was utterly stunned.

"Leonie, how could you be so reckless? Men like Dorian exist in a completely different world than we do. We belong to two entirely different classes, and those lines aren't meant to be crossed. Even if you just wanted to save him out of pity, the people running his world were never going to let him go easily."

Leonie stared at Gwyneth with a hollow, vacant look.

"I know. I know all of that now. But by the time I figured it out, it was already too late."

She had absolutely nothing left. At the memorial service, Connor arrived with his men to pay his respects. Seeing Leonie, he walked toward her, his gaze heavy with complicated emotions. But Leonie flinched, taking a sharp step back as if he were a threat.

"Mr. Kaufman. Thank you for coming to pay your respects to my mother. Please, take a seat over there. Someone will assist you."

Connor froze, then silently stepped off to the side.

Gwyneth hurried over to intercept him. "Connor, please don't take it to heart. Leonie is in a dark place right now. She doesn't mean it."

All the arrogant swagger of the wealthy playboy had been drained out of Connor. His voice was low, laced with a raw rasp.

"I know. I could never blame her. I only blame myself. If I hadn't pushed her away in anger, none of this would have happened."

The defensive, fearful look in Leonie's eyes had felt like a knife twisting in his gut. The moment he found out she had been kidnapped, he had rallied his men and rushed to the scene. But he was too late.

On the road back with the police escort, he had seen the ambulance tearing past. He had been so terrified it was Leonie inside that he nearly crashed his own car.

It was only later that he discovered the casualties were Dorian and Mrs. Everhart.

He knew he shouldn't feel this way, but learning that Leonie had survived had brought him a suffocating wave of relief.

Tears clung to Gwyneth's lashes. She didn't know how to comfort Leonie, nor did she know what to say to Connor. The tragedy had struck so fast that she was still drowning in her own grief.

Hawthorne was currently en route to the High Sierras. After receiving the news today, Gwyneth had lied to him, claiming she had a routine hospital check-up and couldn't video chat. It was the only way to avoid their daily hours-long calls.

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