The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback novel Chapter 125

By seven in the evening, the ballroom was buzzing with anticipation. Felicia slipped into a purple ombré gown, her long hair swept up, delicate iris pins tucked in on each side. Her makeup was flawless, giving her an air of effortless elegance. With the lights glinting on her dress, she looked almost otherworldly, as if she had stepped out of a dream.

The crowd couldn’t take their eyes off her. Cameras kept clicking as she walked onto the stage. She finished her speech and then introduced Frank for the closing remarks, translating for him in smooth, fluent Spanish. Twenty minutes later, thunderous applause filled the room. Felicia led Frank down from the stage, the two of them stepping right into the heart of the party. Champagne sparkled in crystal glasses. The chandeliers threw light everywhere, making everything shimmer.

The dinner had officially begun. Felicia moved through the crowd with Frank, never missing a beat. She was poised, gracious, and completely at ease, which only drew more compliments her way.

“Evelynn is talented and gorgeous.”

People kept saying things like that all night. Frank couldn’t have been happier with her performance these past few days. He praised her openly, right in front of the industry’s biggest names. The whole evening was a huge win for Felicia. She’d made a name for herself and put her career on solid ground for whatever came next.

Someone noticed the ring on her finger and couldn’t resist asking about her personal life.

“So who’s the lucky guy that gets to marry Evelynn?”

Felicia just smiled, not giving anything away.

She happened to glance across the room and caught the intense stare of Max sitting nearby. His eyes were dark and deep, locked on her without blinking. Her heart skipped unexpectedly. What was he thinking?

Next to Max, Kennedy was also watching her, his admiration obvious. He stood up, ready to come over, but just then Jeremy and Anthony stepped in, blocking Max’s sharp gaze and cutting Kennedy off before he could reach her.

Felicia greeted them with a small, amused smile.

Anthony grinned at her. “Evelynn, you look absolutely stunning tonight. Would you do us the honor of joining us for dinner sometime?” He raised his voice a little, making sure others could hear.

By nine o’clock, the evening wound down. The summit was officially over. But Felicia couldn’t relax yet. She still had reports to write.

Guests filtered out one by one. Kennedy finally saw his chance to approach her.

“Evelynn.”

The whole night, Felicia had felt him watching her, so she’d kept her distance from both him and Max. Anthony had even helped, making sure Kennedy didn’t get too close.

Now, Jeremy and Anthony were near the entrance, chatting with old friends.

Felicia, exhausted from standing in heels all day, slipped away to a quiet corner where she could finally sit and give her aching feet a break.