The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback (Felicia and Max) novel Chapter 771

An hour later, a maid knocked on the door. Max got up and stepped out into the hallway.

"Sir, she has calmed down now," the maid reported softly.

Max returned to the adjoining room. Felicia was lying quietly in bed, breathing evenly in a deep sleep.

Dr. Harrison stood nearby. "We've managed to stabilize her with medication for now. Given her current condition, she'll need to remain on a steady prescription. However, achieving full recovery will require long-term psychiatric therapy. First and foremost, we must pinpoint the exact trigger for this relapse."

The next morning, Felicia woke to a warm, cozy bundle nestled against her chest. Unable to resist, she wrapped her arms tightly around it.

"Mommy," a soft, sleepy voice mumbled.

Felicia slowly opened her eyes, greeted instantly by Anne's adorable little face.

"Good morning, Mommy," Anne chirped, stifling a yawn.

Felicia leaned forward and placed a tender kiss on her daughter's forehead. "Good morning, sweetheart."

Anne immediately returned the gesture, planting a loud, wet kiss on her mother's cheek. The two shared a sweet, affectionate moment snuggled together in bed. Although Felicia's mind was completely lucid, her body felt uncommonly weak and exhausted. Her scalp throbbed with a dull, lingering ache.

Just then, the sound of the door opening drew their attention. Max strode into the room.

"Daddy!" Anne climbed to her feet, balancing precariously on the mattress, and reached her little arms out to be held.

Max walked over and scooped her up, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. Noticing the bandage patched onto the side of his neck, Anne asked with wide-eyed concern, "Daddy, are you hurt?"

He ruffled her hair affectionately. "It's nothing serious."

Setting the little girl back down, he turned his attention to the woman sitting up in bed. She looked deathly pale and completely devoid of strength. "Are you okay?"

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