Chapter summary: Chapter 985 from the book The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge by Lavender
Discover the most important events of Chapter 985, a chapter full of surprises in the acclaimed novel The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge. With the engaging writing of Lavender, this Romance masterpiece continues to thrill and captivate with every page.
"You went shopping yesterday. Where do you want to go today? If it works, I can come with you."
Maeve shot him down instantly.
"No need. I have to go back to the Sterling estate."
Layne looked at her in complete confusion. Was she finally laying her cards on the table?
Hadn't she said her relationship with her family was toxic? She claimed she had practically escaped from that house, so why the sudden urge to return?
"You barely got out of there," Layne warned. "Going back now is like walking straight into a trap."
He had no idea what Alastair was truly capable of, but based on what Maeve had told him, the severe childhood abuse was undeniable. Otherwise, she wouldn't be so terrified of mere maids.
Maeve gave a faint nod. "There's something I have to take care of. It's time my family and I settled things once and for all."
She needed to find Alastair, and she needed to find Delilah. She wanted answers.
She and Quinn had been together for years. There was no way Delilah could have stolen him away in just two years. If she didn't act now, Delilah and Quinn were getting married next week.
She was utterly convinced Quinn hadn't forgotten her. The moment she showed up, he would dump Delilah and come running right back to her. Once that happened, she could finally come clean to Layne and tell him she already had a boyfriend.
"How exactly are you going to settle things? Go back and demand Alastair cut ties with you? If he decides to lock you up, you're just throwing your life away.

If Quinn actually married Delilah, then her contract with Alastair was void anyway, and she would finally win her freedom from the Sterling family.
Her mind was made up. She definitely wasn't letting Layne interfere in her private affairs.

Layne watched her closely. For some unexplainable reason, he didn't believe a word she said. It felt like she was lying right to his face, yet he had zero evidence.

Maeve gently cupped his cheeks, offering a soothing smile.

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