The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback (Felicia and Max) novel Chapter 222

“I see. So, Mr. Milman, you’ve met Evelynn’s husband, haven’t you? What’s he like?”

Jeremy gave a small smile. “I think we should stay out of Evelynn’s personal life.”

Gavin took the hint and let it drop.

They waited together for the elevator. When the doors slid open, Jim walked out. Spotting Jeremy, he nodded, “Mr. Milman.”

Jeremy met his gaze. “Mr. Curtis, are you here to see Evelynn?”

Jim said, “My sister-in-law called me. I want to talk to Evelynn.”

He meant Yvonne. That morning, Andrea had called her mother in tears, and Yvonne was furious. She had spoiled her daughter since birth, never even raising her voice at her. Now an outsider had bullied Andrea, and Max hadn’t done anything to protect her. Yvonne was livid, so she called Jim.

Jeremy’s expression cooled. “Evelynn isn’t feeling well, she’s resting. If there’s something you want to discuss, you can talk to me.”

Jim noticed how firm he was. “Alright.”

Jeremy excused himself from Gavin and walked off with Jim.

Inside, Felicia had taken her medicine and gotten an injection. She felt groggy and just lay down, falling asleep without realizing it.

*

Elsewhere, Max was on the phone with Darin. “Jim is trying to get Jeremy on his side. Honestly, Jeremy might actually be tempted to join in.”

Darin sounded pretty relaxed. “If Jim can really convince Jeremy, I’ll admit he’s got some real skills.

“But for now, Andrea is the bigger problem. My mom just called, and she’s furious. Why didn’t you look after Andrea?”

Max didn’t make excuses. “You’re right. I should have.”

Darin sighed. “Andrea’s never had to deal with anything like this before. Evelynn is tough, and Jeremy clearly wants to protect her. Forcing her to apologize to Andrea is probably not going to happen.”

Max’s voice was unreadable. “She really has changed.”

Max glanced at the calendar on his phone, then made another call. “When’s the court date?”

A respectful voice answered, “This Friday, ten a.m.”

That was the day after tomorrow.

…

Felicia woke up again at three in the afternoon.

She was sweaty all over. She touched her forehead, relieved to feel the fever had gone down, though her head was still a little foggy, probably from sleeping so long.

She sat on the bed for a few minutes to clear her mind.

Right then, she heard the door click open.