The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback (Felicia and Max) novel Chapter 1078

Max sat down beside her and smoothly wrapped an arm around her waist. "I haven't had dinner yet. I came to grab a bite."

Felicia cast him a sideways glance. "You really have no shame, do you?"

Max took her hand and leaned closer, practically pulling her into a half embrace. Felicia braced her free hand against his chest, ready to argue, but he squeezed her fingers and leaned in even further. "I haven't been drinking. I took a shower, so there shouldn't be any smell of alcohol."

Felicia stared at his striking face hovering inches from hers. His dark eyes were like a midnight ocean, suffocating in their intensity. Her nerves tightened. "Get away from..."

Before she could finish, his mouth crashed down on hers. His large hand cupped the back of her head, pressing her back against the sofa as his imposing frame enveloped her completely. Felicia's mind went blank for a second. The space around her was consumed by his overwhelming scent, while the faint sound of Anne's voice from upstairs buzzed at the edge of her awareness. Seeing the intimate scene, the nanny quickly averted her eyes and hurried away.

Having finally found Anne, Darin noticed she was sweating profusely from their game. He picked her up to bring her downstairs for a rest, but he froze halfway down the staircase when he saw the couple on the sofa. His eyes slowly darkened.

Spotting her father, Anne giggled and looked at Darin. "Daddy and Mommy are kissing." Naturally, she was the happiest about this development.

Darin masked his emotions as he looked down at the little girl. "Your daddy is bullying your mommy. You will have to teach him a lesson later."

Anne blinked her big eyes, staring at her uncle in confusion. Darin carried her the rest of the way down the steps.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, Max slowly released the woman beneath him, a lingering hunger burning in his eyes. He looked up to meet Darin's gaze as the younger man approached with Anne in his arms. Darin's glare was as sharp as a knife, but Max merely offered a lazy smile. Felicia shoved him away, quickly moving to the other end of the sofa. She turned away, clutching her chest as she tried to calm her racing breath.

"Daddy."

Darin set Anne down on the floor.

Anne bounded over to her father. Max scooped her into his arms, noticing her damp hair, and pulled a tissue to wipe her forehead. "You are sweating so much."

Max also turned his gaze to Felicia, waiting for her response. Felicia let out a quiet sigh and stood up to find the nanny. "Just make something simple with whatever we have." She then called out, "Anne, come here. Let's go upstairs and get you washed up."

Anne climbed out of her father's lap. "Okay." She looked back at him. "Daddy, I will be done really quick."

Max ruffled her hair. "Go on."

Anne trotted over to her mother, and Felicia led her up the stairs.

With only Max and Darin left in the living room, Darin's face instantly darkened. "Don't cross the line, Max."

Leaning back against the sofa and crossing one leg over the other, Max looked at him with complete nonchalance. "How am I crossing the line? It was just a kiss."