The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback novel Chapter 1217

Felicia wore an off the shoulder silk maxi dress that revealed her fair, delicate shoulders. Her hair was pulled back into a messy low bun. Without a trace of makeup, her exquisite features still shone brilliantly. As she leaned against the sofa, the hem of her dress fluttered gently in the breeze. The sunlight cascaded over her, making her seem to glow from within as she radiated a gentle maternal warmth. She had just received a few travel photos from Savannah. Judging by the romantic progress of their getaway, they would likely make things official very soon. While chatting with Savannah on her phone, Felicia suddenly felt a soft tickle on her ear. The distinctive woody scent of a familiar man immediately followed.

"What are you doing?" Felicia reached out to push him away, but Max simply sat down beside her and pulled her into his arms. "What are you chatting about so intently?"

"Darin is traveling with Savannah," Felicia replied.

Max smiled. "That's wonderful. Let's hope your brother finally catches on. But it doesn't really matter either way. Savannah is a cat who will definitely catch her mouse."

Felicia rolled her eyes playfully. "If Darin is the mouse, what are you?"

Max's eyes darkened as his lips curved into a wicked smile. He lowered his voice to a husky whisper. "I am a cat."

"You're a fox, more like," Felicia retorted.

Max chuckled deeply. "A fox isn't so bad. And right now, this fox wants a taste of meat." Lowering his head, he buried his face in the crook of her neck, taking a deep, greedy breath. His voice grew incredibly rough. "Honey, you smell so undeniably good. I really want to eat you up right now."

Felicia tried to push him away, but he pressed closer, leaving her absolutely nowhere to hide.

"You... mm."

The man's intense, fiery kiss felt as though it would completely swallow her whole. The next second, Max swept her up into his arms, the desire in his eyes burning even brighter.

As he turned around, he saw Anne walking over with freshly picked flowers. The little girl blinked her big eyes at her parents and huffed. "Daddy is pestering Mommy again. You two were just kissing, I saw everything."

Anne was used to seeing her parents kissing every single day now. Her dad had become entirely too clingy. Felicia glared fiercely at the man holding her, her fingers pinching his arm hard. "Put me down right now."

Max showed no intention of letting her go. He looked down at Anne with a grin. "Daddy and Mommy have some important business to take care of. Go play by yourself, sweetheart."

"What kind of important business could you possibly have?" Anne grumbled.

Felicia kept pinching Max, but he barely reacted. Chuckling softly, he instructed the butler to look after the little girl. Max then carried Felicia straight to the elevator, heading upstairs directly toward their bedroom.

After New Year's Day, time flew by. Felicia's due date was in late February, and she was now deep into her third trimester. Her legs had started to swell, so Max meticulously massaged them every day. He took over bathing her and washing her hair, and by now, she had completely grown accustomed to his attentive, devoted care. The estate was fully equipped with professional medical machinery and staff, meaning they never had to travel to the hospital for prenatal checkups. Felicia's condition was monitored around the clock. Miranda kept in constant contact with Max to stay updated, while Darin relayed the happy news to Ava and Colton.

On the evening of their holiday dinner, Felicia video called Ava and Colton. She looked nothing like an exhausted pregnant woman about to give birth. In fact, her glowing complexion proved just how perfectly she was being pampered. Ava planned to visit once Felicia was about to deliver.

That night, the family of three shared a heartwarming holiday dinner. Though it wasn't a massive reunion, their intimate gathering buzzed with the joyful anticipation of the new baby's imminent arrival.

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