The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback (Felicia and Max) novel Chapter 129

“Didn’t you promise you’d go out with Aunt Andrea tomorrow?” Max’s voice was gentle.

Aunt Andrea had called earlier, and Anne had agreed to spend the day with her. Aunt Andrea was always so sweet, always bringing her sparkly diamonds, pretty little dresses, and cute dolls. Anne wanted to meet that pretty lady, but she was a girl who stuck to her word. If she made a promise, she kept it.

“Alright then. I’ll see her in a couple days,” Anne said with a little sigh of resignation.

Max smiled and nodded. He settled in with Anne to watch cartoons and do puzzles. These days, almost all his downtime was spent at home with his daughter. People who used to invite him out had stopped trying. Everyone knew by now that his daughter meant more to him than anything.

When Anne started yawning and rubbing her eyes, Max scooped her up and carried her to her room. He tucked her under her soft pink blanket, kissed her gently on the forehead, and then quietly left for his study.

The weekend finally arrived, giving Felicia a rare day off. She never slept in, so she was up early, stretching outside in the fresh air. That’s when she spotted Luke heading her way.

She waved at him. Luke looked every bit the athlete in his summer workout clothes and sweatband, tall and lean with broad shoulders and a trim waist. His arms and legs were toned from regular workouts, and the morning sun made him look even more striking as he jogged over.

“Morning,” Felicia called out.

Luke flashed a smile. “Morning. You get back last night?”

Felicia nodded. The villa was mostly for Ava and Colton to enjoy retirement and help out with the kids. It was a forty-minute drive from where Felicia worked, so she had her own place in the city for convenience. Still, she came home as often as possible. She liked being with her family and wasn’t a fan of being alone.

“Hard to catch you these days,” Luke teased.

Felicia grinned. “Sounds like you’ve had a lot of free time lately.”

Luke glanced her way, raising an eyebrow and flashing a grin, his dimple showing as the sunlight caught his face. He looked so full of life.

“Felicia, let’s go,” Greg called.

She jogged over, dropping the basketball into the bin. As they walked back toward the villa, the cool morning breeze felt extra refreshing.

Luke did a quick jump shot move and asked, “So, what do you think? Was my long shot cooler, or his three-pointer?”

Felicia laughed. “That’s not even close. Mine was definitely the coolest.”