The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback novel Chapter 912

Savannah organized a game of poker to pass the time.

Looking softly at Felicia, Darin offered, "Come join us, Felicia. If you lose, I will cover it."

Savannah glanced at him, a slow smile curving her lips.

"I will sit this one out," Felicia replied gently. "I need to stay with Anne."

Darin did not press the issue. Since Heather did not know how to play, Ava stepped in to join the game, leaving Felicia and Heather to keep an eye on the kids.

Eventually, it was time for Anne's afternoon nap. Felicia walked her upstairs, helped her into her pajamas, and lay beside her, gently patting her back to soothe her to sleep.

Snuggling into Felicia's embrace, Anne murmured, "Mommy."

"Yes, sweetie?"

"Daddy wants you to go to America and spend some time with him."

Felicia's expression darkened slightly. She could not believe Max was actually using their daughter to pressure her. "I have work to do, so I cannot go. Daddy will come back as soon as he finishes his business."

Anne immediately put on a pitiful pout. "But Daddy is all alone over there. It is a holiday, and he has no one to keep him company. He is so sad."

"When you wake up, we can call Daddy," Felicia offered softly.

"Can you really not go, Mommy?" Anne pleaded. "Daddy said it would not get in the way of your work."

Letting out a helpless sigh, Felicia stroked her daughter's hair. "Be a good girl, Anne. Go to sleep for now."

Blinking her large, innocent eyes at her mother, Anne obediently buried her face in Felicia's chest and closed her eyes. Felicia stayed there for a while, drifting into a light doze alongside her.

Around four in the afternoon, Felicia decided to visit Luke's villa to check on Willa. Spotting Luke's car parked outside, she walked into the living room and immediately heard the beautiful strains of a violin drifting down from upstairs. Making her way up to the second floor, she found Willa standing on the balcony, playing her instrument. The crisp, soothing notes mingled with the breeze, flowing gently into the room. The wind softly caught her white dress and tousled her hair, making her look like a lily blooming radiantly in the sunlight. She radiated an unexpected warmth and vitality.

Luke stood quietly off to the side, simply listening. When the piece finally ended, he turned and noticed Felicia standing there.

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