The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback (Felicia and Max) novel Chapter 588

“Leaving already?” Wyatt asked.

Felicia nodded.

Wyatt didn’t ask any more questions. “Drive safe,” he said.

Max led Felicia and Anne out to the car. They got in and pulled away.

Darin said his goodbyes and left soon after.

Wyatt watched until their car disappeared down the road. Only then did he turn to Sydney. “So, what really happened?”

Sydney gave him a quick rundown. “Carol was definitely in the wrong, but it shouldn’t have gotten this ugly. I hope you can talk to Max. He’ll listen to you.”

Right now, only Wyatt and Jeffrey had enough sway to get through to Max.

The Manning family kept out of other families’ messes, but their status was right up there with the Hawthornes and the Gilberts.

Wyatt shook his head, his voice a little tired. “It won’t make a difference if I say anything. This all depends on Evelynn now.”

As for whatever was going on between Darin and Felicia, Wyatt honestly had no clue.

*

The Rolls-Royce moved quietly through the city.

Inside, the only sound was Anne’s little voice. She’d noticed the bandage on Felicia’s forehead, but Felicia had just said she’d bumped it by accident.

“I will blow on it for you,” Anne announced.

She leaned in, pursing her lips, and gently blew on Felicia’s forehead. She looked so serious, like she was afraid she might make it worse.

Felicia hugged Anne close. Warmth spread through her chest, washing away the ache from earlier.

“It’s okay. Sit with me, sweetheart.”

Anne snuggled happily into her mother’s arms.

Two hours later, they finally reached Oakridge Estate.

Anne had fallen asleep in the back seat.

Max scooped her up and handed her to the nanny.

“I won’t just let it go,” Max replied.

Felicia’s expression turned colder. “And what did you do back then?”

She was thinking about that dinner party five years ago. Max had been drugged.

She remembered going to look for him at the hotel. On the way, she’d seen a girl storming down the hallway, her face like thunder. Before Felicia could get a good look, the lights had suddenly gone out.

She hadn’t seen the girl’s face, but now, thinking back, the look in her eyes was so much like Carol’s. Especially the way Carol had glared at her today, right before she reached Max. In that moment, everything clicked.

Sydney’s words from earlier kept echoing in her mind. Felicia was almost certain now: the person who drugged Max that night was just a scapegoat.

And Max must have realized it too.

But what came of it? Carol was about to get engaged, and she could act like this.

In the end, it was always her, or someone else without power or connections, who ended up paying the price for these people’s anger.

People like her were nothing in their world. Just collateral damage.