The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback novel Chapter 884

The entire afternoon flew by as Max and Felicia helped Anne mold clay. The little girl proved to be a fast learner, proudly crafting a simple apple shape. Max sat by her side, helping her carefully paint it.

"Mommy, look!"

"You did amazing, baby."

Anne's pale, chubby cheeks were smeared with paint and clay. Unsurprisingly, Felicia had also caught quite a bit of the mess. Max, however, had remained immaculately clean from start to finish.

Noticing Felicia staring at him, Max raised an eyebrow. "Why are you looking at me like that? Do I have something on my face?"

Felicia simply replied, "Just noticing how pristine you kept yourself."

Max let out a low chuckle. "I prefer to stay clean."

The moment the words left his mouth, Anne piped up. "Daddy, you have dirt on your face!"

"What?" Max asked, slightly confused.

Anne reached up with her messy hands and swiped a generous glob of mud and paint across his cheek. She immediately erupted into giggles. "Now Daddy is clean!"

"Oh, really? I am clean now?" Max asked, feigning seriousness.

Anne nodded emphatically. "Daddy is the cleanest!"

Max reached out and playfully pinched her cheek. His handsome face was softened with absolute adoration. "You little rascal."

Anne tilted her chin up defiantly. "If I am a little rascal, then Daddy is a big rascal!"

Max pulled his hand back and glanced over at the woman watching them with amusement. "And what does that make Mommy?"

Without a second thought, Anne declared, "Mommy is the good mommy, of course!"

"So Daddy is a baddie, and Mommy is the good mommy?" Max mused.

Anne leaned comfortably against Felicia. "Exactly."

Felicia wrapped her arms around her daughter, pulling her close.

Max sighed in mock defeat. "Fine, then. If Daddy is a baddie, then baddies are supposed to bully people." As he spoke, his gaze drifted meaningfully toward Felicia.

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