The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback (Felicia and Max) novel Chapter 1181

Finally, his voice broke the silence. "I am actually near Maple Road right now."

Felicia paused. She remembered taking that route back to the Ross estate the other day, so it wasn't far from where she was. She let out a quiet sigh of resignation. "Just come over, then. I will have someone prepare some light food for you."

"Alright," Max agreed with effortless ease.

Less than twenty minutes later, his car pulled up to the front gates of the Ross family estate. Max stepped into the living room, which was steeped in quiet tranquility at this late hour. He looked up to see Felicia descending the staircase. She wore a long pink dress that revealed only a glimpse of her slender ankles, her feet tucked into fluffy slippers. Her long hair cascaded loosely over her shoulders, framing her delicate, soft features. Bathed in the warm glow of the ambient lighting, she looked incredibly tender and inviting. Even from a distance, he felt as though he could catch the faint, refreshing scent that always seemed to linger around her.

He walked toward her. Felicia stopped on the bottom step, taking in his appearance. He was dressed in a tailored light grey suit, looking every bit the poised, noble executive. He certainly did not look like someone suffering from a dizzy spell. "You look perfectly fine to me," she observed skeptically.

Max reached out, wrapping his warm hand around hers as a lazy smile played on his lips. "That is because you told me to come over. My mood improved, so naturally, the dizziness faded."

He said it with such conviction that she almost believed she possessed some magical restorative aura.

Just then, Martha walked in carrying a bowl of soup and set it gently on the coffee table.

"You can go get some rest, Martha," Felicia told the housekeeper.

"Have a good night," Martha replied before quietly exiting the living room.

Felicia sat down on the sofa and gestured toward the table. "Hurry up and finish it."

"I do not really want to sit around the house doing nothing every day, either," Felicia added with a small sigh.

"That works out perfectly, then," Max said smoothly. "You can come work as my assistant."

Felicia blinked in surprise before immediately rejecting the idea. "Absolutely not."

"Why not?"

She could not pinpoint a specific logical reason, but her instincts screamed an immediate refusal.