The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback (Felicia and Max) novel Chapter 680

Felicia strode to the front desk.

She took off her sunglasses. “Hello, I’m here to see Max.”

The receptionist recognized her instantly. They had all seen the company announcement and knew not to waste a second.

“This way, Mrs. Hawthorne.”

At the words “Mrs. Hawthorne,” Felicia’s eyes darkened, but she said nothing.

The receptionist hurried forward to swipe a keycard, unlocking the private elevator for the CEO.

Felicia walked in without a word.

Even after the elevator doors closed, the receptionist remained bowed respectfully in its direction.

Inside the CEO’s office, Max was on the phone with Darin.

“Max, did you even talk to Felicia before you went public with your relationship? Did you respect her wishes at all?” Darin’s tone was exceptionally harsh.

Max, however, sounded perfectly calm. “Was there a better solution? Even if we had suppressed the rumors, it wouldn’t have done anything to restore her reputation.”

Darin gripped his phone tighter. “Are you really concerned about Felicia’s reputation, or was this for your own selfish reasons?”

Max paused for a moment before replying, “Then you can just assume it was for my own selfish reasons.”

The other end of the line went silent.

Just then, the intercom buzzed.

Max said to Darin, “Let’s discuss this after you get back to the Capital.”

He hung up and pressed the button for the intercom.

“Mr. Hawthorne, Evelynn is here to see you.”

Felicia looked up at him, her gaze meeting his dark, swirling eyes that seemed to want to swallow her whole.

“Do you even believe that yourself?”

“This was the best way to handle the situation. And now you don’t have to worry. I won’t be involved with any other woman. I didn’t have a prenuptial agreement drawn up, so from this moment on, our interests are aligned.”

Before they got married, he hadn’t bothered with a prenup because he knew that even if they divorced, he had a hundred ways to ensure she left with nothing. It had been unnecessary.

Now, he could use their marriage certificate to pull her into his sphere of influence.

With their relationship public, they were a single entity in the eyes of the world.

Felicia’s hands were pressed against his chest, her fingers tightening until the fabric of his shirt bunched up. She stared at him.

“Max, I don’t care who you’re involved with. Don’t be so arrogant. You don’t want to divorce me, yet you’ve never once thought to respect me. Do you really think I can live like this with you?”