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The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 937

Summary for Chapter 937: The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter overview: Chapter 937 from The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

In this standout chapter of the Romance novel The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge, Lavender introduces new challenges, powerful emotions, and major plot progress that captivate readers from beginning to end.

As long as Leonie had a reason to keep breathing, Gwyneth didn't have to worry about her doing something unthinkable.

Gwyneth looked at Leonie's hollowed-out cheeks. The girl hadn't kept a meal down in days. She couldn't sleep, and when she did, she was plagued by nightmares of her mother, covered in blood, begging for help.

The night terrors were tearing Leonie apart piece by piece. Gwyneth knew that feeling intimately.

When Violet had put McNeil in a coma, Gwyneth had spent over a decade trapped in a paralyzing loop of nightmares, unable to escape.

Right now, Leonie was a mirror image of her younger self. She understood exactly how the girl felt, which was why she wasn't going to offer useless platitudes about taking the high road.

Gwyneth understood the all-consuming hunger for revenge. When Violet had put McNeil in a coma, if Gwyneth had been handed a knife, she wouldn't have hesitated to plunge it straight into Violet's chest to get him back.

She knew this wasn't the time to counsel Leonie against her anger. She had to align herself with it.

Keeping her voice incredibly gentle, Gwyneth whispered.

"I know you want revenge, and I fully support you. But no matter what, you have to survive this first."

"Starving yourself and staying awake until you hallucinate isn't going to bring your enemies to their knees. The police have deployed every resource in the city to hunt down Felicia, and they still haven't found a trace of her."

"She's likely fled the country. Tracking her down and bringing her back is going to be a long, brutal war. If you let your body give out now, how are you going to make her pay for what she did to your mom?"

The absolute pragmatism of her words finally seemed to crack Leonie's armor. She looked up at Gwyneth, and the dam finally broke.

Since her mother died, Leonie had swallowed every single sob. But now, she threw herself into Gwyneth's arms, wailing in pure agony.

"Gwyneth, it hurts so much! It's all my fault! If I had just stayed away from Dorian, none of this would have happened!"

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