The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback novel Chapter 137

When Felicia stepped out of the restroom, Max had already disappeared. She found Jeremy and Heather waiting for her, and filled them in on Luke’s dinner invitation for that evening.

Heather let out a dramatic sigh. “I was hoping to guilt my brother into paying for dinner tonight.”

Jeremy grinned. “Guess I dodged a bullet.”

Heather shot him a look. “You can’t escape forever. Felicia, start thinking about what you want to eat. Next time, Jeremy’s definitely buying.”

Felicia laughed. “Alright, I’ll do my research. I’ll make a list of all the rarest, fanciest dishes I can find.”

Jeremy joked, “Just don’t eat me into bankruptcy.”

They headed over to watch the fireworks show at six. The three of them stood together, faces lit by bursts of color, and didn’t leave until the last spark faded from the sky.

That night, Luke treated them to dinner at The Willow Bistro. Afterward, everyone said their goodbyes.

“Drive safe,” Felicia told Jeremy.

He nodded. “You too. Get some rest when you get home.”

Felicia slid into Luke’s car. After a whole afternoon out, she was totally wiped. She leaned back against the seat, her head dropping as sleep crept over her. Luke let her rest quietly.

Suddenly, Felicia opened her eyes. “Is Max thinking about getting remarried?”

Luke glanced over, surprised. “Not that I’ve heard. Why do you ask?”

Felicia kept her eyes forward. Max was still her husband, at least on paper, so even if he wanted to marry Andrea, he couldn’t. But she knew that wasn’t going to last forever.

Felicia listened, understanding what Luke was trying to say. No matter what happened, Anne would always have a place in the Hawthorne family.

She let out a long breath. “All I want is for her to be happy.”

Luke looked over, noticing the sadness and helplessness in her eyes. He knew how much she wanted to see her daughter, but what role could she even have in Anne’s life now?

He drove Felicia back to the villa. Before she got out, she handed him a bag with a water bottle inside.

Luke looked it over and smiled. “This is pretty cute.”

Felicia opened the door. “You should get some rest when you get home.”

“I will,” Luke said softly. “Goodnight.”