The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback (Felicia and Max) novel Chapter 1138

"You okay?"

Ivy looked up to see Felicia walking in. She hurriedly tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear and replied, "Yeah."

Noticing Ivy still red ears, Felicia smiled warmly. "You were too nervous. You made it so obvious."

Ivy lowered her eyes and bit her lip, suddenly unsure of how to face Jeremy again. She had thought she could maintain her composure. After all, she and Jeremy were merely acquaintances. Yet, after spending just a short time together, she had let her feelings show so plainly. She truly did not know how she was going to face him next.

Sensing her anxiety, Felicia offered gentle comfort. "It is fine. He actually spoke quite highly of you."

Ivy darted her eyes up, locking onto Felicia.

"Do not worry, I did not tell him anything," Felicia reassured her. "Just pretend nothing happened. Keep doing what you are doing, and stop worrying about the rest. Just stay true to your own heart. No one is going to judge you, and no one is going to make things difficult for you."

Listening to Felicia words, the tight knot of tension in Ivy nerves slowly began to unwind. Jeremy was indeed someone who deeply respected others. She nodded in silent agreement.

By dinnertime, Jeremy and Ivy conversed normally, acting as if the awkward moment earlier had not occurred at all. Throughout their exchange, Ivy showed no signs of discomfort or constraint. Yet, this easy exchange only made her heart flutter all the more wildly. A man this wonderful had stayed by Felicia side for so many years, had Felicia truly never developed romantic feelings for him?

After dinner, Ivy returned to her room. A knock sounded at the door, and the butler walked in. "What is it?" Ivy asked.

"Mr. Manning is on the phone," the butler informed her. "He wishes to speak with you, Miss."

Ivy frowned in confusion. Why was Jeffery calling at this hour? She followed the butler to a study specifically designated for phone calls. Approaching the desk, she took a deep breath, picked up the receiver, and brought it to her ear. "Jeffrey."

Her brother voice came through the line. "What did you do today?"

Jeffrey hung up the phone. "Send him in."

Moments later, Max strode through the door. Jeffrey looked up at him, feigning concern. "Did not get much sleep?"

Max sat directly across from him, his gaze piercing. "Give me the medical report."

"What medical report?" Jeffrey asked smoothly.

Max furrowed his brows. "Stop pretending."

A faint smile touched Jeffrey lips. He opened a drawer and pulled out a medical report, sliding it across the desk to Max. It was Felicia physical examination report. When she had initially claimed to be pregnant, Jeffrey had ordered her to be placed in a hypnotic sleep and thoroughly examined. The results confirmed it: she was indeed pregnant, already in her thirteenth week.