The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback (Felicia and Max) novel Chapter 16

Felicia wandered along the sidewalk, pausing every so often to catch her breath. She hadn’t really had lunch, and now, with the cold biting through her coat, hunger gnawed at her and her stomach started to twist uncomfortably. After walking for over half an hour, she finally reached the main gate of the estate.

Just as she was about to slip outside, a security guard stepped in her path. “Ms. Ross, Mr. Hawthorne wants you to go back inside.”

Felicia stopped short. She knew this wasn’t out of concern. “I’m not going back,” she said, pressing her hand to her stomach as she tried to move past him.

The guard held firm. “We can’t let you leave, ma’am. You’re pregnant, it’s freezing, and if something happened, we’d be responsible. Please, just go back inside.”

Felicia looked up at him, her breath steaming in the chill air. She tried to keep her voice steady. “Could I borrow your phone to make a call?”

“I’m sorry, Ms. Ross.”

She stood there, frustration and pain twisting inside her. Her stomach hurt even more now.

A horn sounded behind her. Felicia turned around, spotting someone in a car parked nearby. Relief flooded her as she recognized the driver. Clutching her stomach, she limped over. Her knee still ached from an earlier fall, and the cold wind only made it worse.

Anthony rolled down the passenger window. Felicia didn’t hesitate. “Mr. Murray, can you take me out of here?”

Anthony didn’t even ask why. “Get in.”

“Thank you,” she murmured, sliding into the seat.

The guard watched but didn’t dare interfere. He could only stand there as Anthony drove away. Back at the guardhouse, he picked up the phone and called Villa 8. “Mr. Hawthorne, Ms. Ross just left with Mr. Murray.”

Anthony glanced over at Felicia, noticing how pale she looked. “Is your stomach hurting?”

Felicia didn’t bother to pretend she was fine. “Can you take me to the hospital?”

Anthony hit the gas, picking up speed. On the way, his phone rang. Jeremy was checking in about dinner plans. “I ran into Felicia. I’m taking her to the hospital,” Anthony told him.

The doctor didn’t push. “I’ll prescribe something for the bruising. One of you come with me to pick it up.”

“I’ll go,” Anthony offered.

Jeremy stepped into the room and found Felicia lying in bed, pale and still.

“Mr. Milman,” Felicia said quietly.

Jeremy pulled up a chair and sat down. “No matter what happened, you can’t take risks with your baby’s health.”

Felicia let out a slow breath. She was calm now. “I was impulsive today.”

She thought about Max, realizing she had no real reason to lose her temper with him. In his eyes, she was only making a fool of herself, and he would never care how she felt.