The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 959

Under the heavy pull of the medication, Leonie finally drifted into a deep sleep. Gwyn stayed by her side for another hour before handing the watch over to a private nurse.

With Hawthorne gone, Gwyn's days settled into a monotonous routine. It was a small mercy that he hadn't yet learned of the Everhart family's devastating tragedy; at least his mind remained at peace for now.

Leonie's condition remained relatively stable over the next few days. It was Layne who was bearing the brunt of the fallout, constantly sprinting between the hospital, the family estate, and the corporate headquarters.

Layne was immensely grateful for Gwyn's unwavering presence beside his sister, but carrying the stoicism expected of him, he could only offer a gruff, exhausted "Thank you."

Gwyn knew that, given the crushing weight Layne was under, those two words were all he had the strength to give.

Layne consulted the doctors regarding Leonie's progress. They assured him she was responding positively to the treatment and her mental state was stabilizing. The news finally provided him a sliver of relief.

As fate would have it, when Layne stepped into her hospital room this time, Leonie was fully awake.

Tears immediately welled in Layne's eyes. Seeing her brother standing there, the agonizing guilt slammed into Leonie all over again. She had caused a catastrophic mess, dragging their parents into an early grave, yet Layne hadn't uttered a single word of blame.

Her family had offered her nothing but unconditional grace. Even her father had chosen to end his life purely out of devotion to his late wife, never once condemning his daughter's disastrous mistakes.

Gwyn quietly slipped out of the room, giving the siblings privacy. Leonie looked at Layne, suffocating under a mountain of shame.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify