The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback novel Chapter 244

Before Heather found out about Trey’s affair, he’d been the perfect husband and father. He really loved her. He spoiled her and their daughter, always putting their happiness first. When she brought up divorce, he refused to even consider it.

Jeremy hired a top-notch legal team, sparing no expense, but the divorce still dragged on for nearly two years. In the end, Heather finally got what she wanted. She won custody of her daughter and walked away with two billion dollars. Now, she really had the freedom to live however she wanted.

“I just hope everything goes smoothly,” Felicia said, her voice soft but steady.

Around five in the afternoon, Greg came home. Felicia had already changed and was ready to head out. She paused by the door, glancing at her brother. “Sean’s all yours tonight. Mom should be back soon.”

Ava had arranged for a nurse to watch over their dad at the hospital for the evening.

Greg nodded. “Got it. Drive safe.”

“I will,” Felicia promised.

She grabbed her keys and left, making her way straight to The Willow Bistro. After parking, she unbuckled her seatbelt. Before she could reach for the door, someone opened it from the outside.

Felicia looked up and saw Gavin standing there. His green eyes were bright with amusement as he smiled at her. He wore a golden floral short-sleeve shirt that looked expensive, paired with crisp white trousers. With his blond hair, striking features, and that easy confidence, he was impossible to ignore.

On anyone else, the outfit would have looked tacky. On Gavin, it just seemed... right. He just had that kind of presence.

He’d arrived early and had been waiting for her in the parking lot.

“My beautiful lady, may I?” Gavin asked, offering his hand.

Felicia ignored his hand, bracing herself against the doorframe as she stepped out.

Gavin only grinned and let his hand fall, not missing a beat.

“This way, please.”

The hostess led them deeper into the restaurant.

At that moment, two tall men walked in through the entrance. Their sharp features and calm confidence drew glances from everyone around. Max’s cool gaze lingered on the fading glimpse of Felicia’s yellow dress as she disappeared.

Darin noticed too, but his attention locked onto Gavin. “That’s Gavin,” he said quietly.

He already knew Gavin was in the city. They’d spoken just yesterday.

Max didn’t answer. He just turned his gaze away.

The manager hurried over, bowing slightly. “Mr. Hawthorne, Mr. Foxhall, right this way.”