The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback novel Chapter 144

The bodyguards moved in, ready to yank Felicia off her stool. She shot them a glare that could cut glass. “Don’t touch me!” she snapped. The force in her eyes made them freeze, just for a second. But they quickly shook it off and reached for her again.

“Stop!” Kennedy’s voice rang out from the crowd. He pushed his way through and came to stand in front of Felicia. Her cheeks were flushed from the alcohol, and he frowned with worry. “Evelynn, are you alright?”

Felicia tipped back her glass, finishing the last of her drink in one go. She set it down and called to the bartender, “Can I get the check?”

Kennedy stepped in. “Let me cover your drinks tonight, Evelynn.”

Finally, Felicia turned to look at him. Her eyes, usually sharp and clear, were clouded with a soft, misty haze. The way she looked at him was different—gentler, almost inviting. Kennedy felt his heart skip a beat.

Even though she was tipsy, Felicia still recognized him. She shook her head. “Thanks for the offer, but I’ll pay for myself.”

Kennedy felt a sting of disappointment as she brushed him off. Felicia settled her bill and got ready to leave.

Mitch stepped forward, his voice hard. “Kennedy, before she leaves, shouldn’t she explain herself to me?”

Kennedy turned on him, not waiting for a response. He threw a punch, landing it squarely. “Who told you it was okay to cause trouble in my place?”

The crowd went silent, stunned by the sudden outburst. Kennedy grabbed Mitch by the collar.

A deep voice called out, steady and commanding. “Kennedy!”

Kennedy’s fist stopped in the air. He let go of Mitch, frustration written all over his face.

Felicia dug her nails into her palm, trying to stay focused. “And what kind of explanation are you looking for?”

Max’s gaze shifted to Mitch, his presence impossible to ignore. “Mitch, what do you think?”

Mitch felt the weight of Max’s attention pressing down on him. He knew Kennedy, but he and Max ran in totally different circles. He’d only heard rumors about how ruthless Max could be, and right now, he didn’t understand why Max was getting involved.

He opened his mouth to say something, but before he could, another voice cut in.

“Evelynn!”

Jeremy’s voice carried across the bar. He strode towards them, broad-shouldered and calm. When Felicia saw him, she let out a quiet sigh of relief. Jeremy had heard from Heather that Felicia was here drinking, and after calling her, he’d come straight over.