The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback (Felicia and Max) novel Chapter 564

She tightened her grip on the phone. “Max, don’t get too caught up in all this.”

Max walked over to the counter, barefoot. There was a vase on one side, filled with bright red roses.

He reached out, his fingers gently tracing a petal. Drops of water from his hands landed on the flower. He plucked a single rose, rolling it between his fingers. His dark eyes looked a little hazy, and a faint smile played on his lips. “If I don’t let myself feel it, how will I ever know what I actually want?”

The words seemed to linger between them.

Felicia waited a few seconds, then asked quietly, “So, what do you want?”

He looked at her. “You.”

His voice was low, a little rough, full of arousal.

The way he said it made every nerve in Felicia’s body go tense.

She paused, then said, “Well, you should probably let that idea go. If you’re looking for someone to hook up with, go find someone else.”

“Right now, I only want you.”

He was getting bolder, almost like he was actually telling her he loved her.

“Oh, really? You’re that into me?” She tilted her head, curious. “Then tell me, when did this start? When did you fall for me?”

“I don’t know exactly when,” Max said, his voice steady. “All I know is, right now, it’s just you.”

She gave a quiet laugh. “Aren’t you worried I’ll use this to get back at you? Make you fall for me, then leave you hanging?”

“You have every right to want payback.” He sounded almost relaxed about it. “Do whatever you want, just… don’t hurt the kid.”

Felicia’s grip tightened on her phone. She let out a cold, short laugh and hung up.

Max listened to the empty dial tone, then set his phone aside, a smile tugging at his lips. He stared at the rose in his hand, then slowly crushed its petals.

Felicia sat on the sofa, her face unreadable, lost in her own thoughts.

“Mommy!”

She’d heard a car engine outside earlier. Of course it was Max. He always followed through.

“I’m about to go to bed.”

“Then I’ll come in. It’s cold out here, and I don’t want you getting chilled. I just need a few minutes.”

She didn’t answer right away.

A few minutes later, Felicia stepped out the front door.

Max saw her and got out of the car, striding toward her in a black coat. The cold wind lifted his hair. He walked into the light, his shadow stretching long behind him.

Felicia stood still, watching him. The same man who’d been confessing his feelings on the phone an hour ago was now right here in front of her.

Max didn’t hesitate. He reached her in a few steps and pulled her into his arms, holding her tight.

Felicia stayed perfectly still, letting him hold her. Under the porch light, her eyes were calm, giving nothing away.