The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback novel Chapter 783

"Daddy," Anne chirped cheerfully.

Felicia lifted her gaze to look at the man approaching the bed. "You are awake," Max said softly.

Felicia remained exceptionally quiet, offering no response.

Max stepped closer. "You slept for a very long time. Are you feeling dizzy at all?"

Felicia instinctively rubbed her temples. "Just a little dizzy."

"Then let's get you up," he suggested calmly. "It is just about time for lunch."

Felicia hummed a soft agreement. Max pulled back the blankets, lifted her effortlessly from the bed, and carried her into the bathroom, setting her gently on a cushioned stool. He did not summon the nanny. Instead, he turned on the faucet. The sound of running water echoed through the massive bathroom, making the surrounding silence feel even deeper.

Max soaked a towel in warm water, wrung it out, and held it out to her. Felicia glanced at him, slightly startled, before taking the towel to wash her face. Once she finished, Max rinsed the towel thoroughly and handed it back so she could wipe her face one more time. The two of them existed in a heavy, unbroken silence.

After her face was clean, Max carried her into the walk in closet and picked up a comb.

"I can brush it myself," Felicia protested softly.

Max ignored her objection. He held onto the comb and began gently running it from her roots all the way down to the tips. Thanks to constant care, her hair was as smooth as silk, entirely free of tangles. It cascaded past her shoulders in elegant waves, stopping just above her waist. Seeing that he would not yield, Felicia sat perfectly still, watching him in the mirror. His handsome face was utterly calm, though a faint trace of exhaustion lingered in his dark, unreadable eyes. He patiently brushed out every knot before expertly gathering her hair to braid it.

Once she was completely ready, Max returned and lifted her off the stool. "Are we going out today?" she asked softly.

"Yes," Max confirmed. "We are going to the city center for a walk. Getting out of the house will be good for your recovery."

When they arrived at the dining room, Max set her carefully in her chair. The moment Anne saw her mother, her eyes sparkled with sheer delight. "Mommy looks so pretty. I am wearing the exact same dress as Mommy, and I have the same hair too."

Felicia looked closely at Anne. They were indeed wearing matching mother and daughter outfits, and Anne's hair had undoubtedly been braided by Max. She gently stroked the little girl's head with an incredibly tender smile. "Anne is the prettiest girl in the whole world."

Anne beamed, flashing her bright little teeth. "Daddy said he is taking us shopping today. I haven't been shopping in such a long time."