The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback (Felicia and Max) novel Chapter 957

"You make me sound so fragile," Felicia replied softly.

Jeremy let out a low chuckle. "It is always better to be careful. Take a couple of days to rest and settle in. There is no rush. We don't have any urgent business in Cloudville right now anyway."

"Then my salary is definitely a bit too easy to earn," Felicia mused.

"Compared to the value you bring to Roen Capital, it is a perfectly justified perk," Jeremy countered smoothly.

Felicia smiled. "It really is great having such a wonderful boss."

"Since you have such a wonderful boss, you better make sure to cherish him." His deep, magnetic voice flowed through the receiver, carrying a faint electric current that was teasing yet laced with genuine sincerity.

Felicia's heart skipped a half-beat, her fingers tightening slightly around her phone. She kept her tone natural. "Of course."

"Then hearing you say that is enough for me."

As they were talking, Darin's name flashed on her screen. Felicia pulled the phone away slightly to check. "Jeremy, I need to take another call."

"Alright, go ahead."

She ended the call with Jeremy and answered Darin's. "Hello."

"Are you in Cloudville?" Darin asked.

"Yeah," Felicia hummed quietly.

"Make sure you get plenty of rest. No working until you have fully recovered."

"I am doing perfectly fine now. I have rested enough."

Darin gripped his phone tightly. The more calm and indifferent she acted, the more uneasy and worried he became. But it seemed that no amount of persuasion would work right now.

"Do you honestly think Felicia is acting normally right now?"

"It seems you have noticed it too," Jeremy replied.

The more normal Felicia appeared, the more it proved she was suppressing all her emotions. She was trapping herself inside an airtight emotional box. Unable to process her trauma, it would only fester and worsen internally. She couldn't even manage her own feelings right now, let alone have the energy to care about anyone else's. She had not fully recovered to begin with, and the events of the past month had dragged her right back to square one. In fact, her internal state might be even worse now. Her only coping mechanism was constant avoidance, shrinking into a tiny space just to find a sliver of safety.

Darin frowned, his voice laced with anxiety. "Then what should we do?"

"I will head over there in a couple of days," Jeremy said. "We will see how she is doing then."

"Alright. Keep me updated, and I will head back as soon as I can."

"Will do."

Lowering his phone, Darin's expression turned grim. Given Max's current state, it was highly unlikely he had even considered calling Felicia to check on her.