The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback (Felicia and Max) novel Chapter 619

“We’ll visit the Gilbert family tomorrow morning and take Anne to the amusement park in the afternoon,” Max said, his voice casual but decisive. “If you stay over, we can all head out together. Saves me from making an extra trip to pick you up.”

Felicia shook her head, a tired smile on her lips. “I’ll just drive straight to the Gilbert’s in the morning. It’s already late and honestly, I don't want to deal with more back and forth.”

Max nodded without protest. “Alright. Get some sleep.”

He left shortly after, the sound of his car fading into the quiet night.

Felicia watched Anne’s childhood documentary all the way home, not switching off the screen until the city lights dimmed outside. For five years, Anne had been adored, raised with so much gentle care. Felicia wished more than anything that Anne’s world would always be that bright, that simple.

That night, her sleep was restless. A nightmare crept in—Anne’s voice ringing out, crying for her. “Mama!” Max stood nearby, holding their weeping daughter, his eyes cold and distant. Felicia tried to reach for Anne, desperate to pull her close, but no matter how she struggled, her hands just passed through. Before she could do anything, Max turned away, carrying Anne with him.

Felicia woke with a gasp, her chest tight and aching—so real it took forever for the fear to fade. She lay there staring at the ceiling, knowing she wouldn't sleep again.

By morning, her eyes were swollen with tears she didn’t remember shedding. She touched on a bit of cream, painted on careful makeup to hide any trace of her rough night.

Ava was heading home to visit her own family that day. Greg had volunteered to drive her and Colton, planning to stay there for two days. It was a long haul; they wanted to be on the road by seven to make it in time for lunch. Ava knew Felicia would want to spend time with Anne, so she didn’t push her to join them.

The porch bustled with luggage and packed bags. The trunk barely closed over all the gifts.

“Felicia, we’ll be back after a few days. Take care of yourself while we’re gone, alright?” Ava said, giving her a warm, motherly hug.

“Don’t worry, Mom. I’ll be fine, I promise.”

Felicia smiled, waving them off. “Safe drive, Greg.”

Greg flashed a grin. “You too. Call if you need anything, okay?”

“I will.”

As their car disappeared down the drive, the house felt suddenly quiet. Felicia slipped inside, then grabbed her phone and dialed Anne’s number.

“Mommy,” Anne answered, still sleepy and soft.

“You’re awake, sweetheart,” Felicia said gently.

“Yeah… Daddy’s helping me get dressed. Why didn’t you come home last night?”

“I was just really tired, so I stayed home. But we’ll see each other soon at Great-Grandpa Gilbert’s house, okay?”

“Okay!”

They chatted a few more moments about little things.

Just as Felicia was about to say goodbye, Anne piped up, “Daddy, you have to say something to Mommy too!”

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