The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback novel Chapter 335

How did he just happen to run into her? Was that whole thing about going out to make a phone call just an excuse to find Felicia? The more Andrea thought about it, the angrier she got. A low ache of worry twisted in her chest. Max hadn’t reached out to her the whole night. She tossed and turned, unable to shake the unease. Even the next morning, there was still nothing from him. Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore and called him herself.

He picked up.

“Andrea, you really crossed the line this time.”

His voice was stern. The unfairness of it all hit her hard and she snapped. “Max, is it because she’s pretty now? Is that it? Do you have a thing for her? She just got plastic surgery so she could come back and steal you away.”

Andrea had always believed she was the most dazzling woman in their world, but seeing Felicia now, all her confidence started to crack. Felicia used to be so awkward, so overweight, and now she’d returned completely different. Of course she just had to show up right in front of Max. She was obviously up to something.

Max didn’t even try to comfort her. That made everything hurt even more.

Andrea kept replaying their conversation in her head, and her sense of injustice just grew.

“Andrea, tell me what happened,” Yvonne asked, her voice tight with worry. “Is it about Evelynn?”

Andrea bit her lip and nodded. “Max is actually taking her side now. Mom, I really don’t want to wait anymore.”

When it was time for the parade, the crowd was massive. Max lifted Anne up onto his shoulders so she could see. Felicia hadn’t stayed close, and people started pressing in around her. Just as she tried to move away, a strong hand wrapped around her waist. Before she could react, she was pulled into a firm, solid embrace, the air around her filled with the faint scent of expensive cologne.

Felicia was startled. She looked up straight into his deep, dark eyes. Embarrassed, she dropped her gaze, struggling to pull away. But people crowded in on all sides, and there was nowhere to go.

He let go of her waist and instead took hold of her wrist, his grip gentle but unyielding.

“Stay here,” he said quietly.