The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback (Felicia and Max) novel Chapter 828

It was nearing eleven o'clock when Max finally finished his work and returned to the master bedroom. Felicia was still awake. Acting as though she had not heard him enter, she continued turning the pages of her book. Max walked over, sat on the edge of the mattress, and smoothly plucked the book right out of her hands. Only then did Felicia lift her gaze to look at him.

"Still awake this late. Were you waiting for me?" Max asked.

"You certainly think highly of yourself," Felicia replied dryly.

Max chuckled softly. He reached out to grasp her hand, his gaze darkening with sudden intensity. "If you cannot sleep, we could always do something else."

Felicia pulled her hand away and moved to lie down. Before her head could even touch the pillow, Max threw back her covers. Startled, Felicia gasped as he abruptly scooped her up into his arms in a fluid, sweeping motion. Her eyes widened as she glared at him. "Max, what do you think you are doing?" she demanded in a harsh whisper.

"We should not disturb Anne," Max replied softly as he carried her toward the door.

Their daughter was currently sound asleep in her small bed across the room. Without missing a beat, Max carried Felicia straight into the adjacent guest suite.

"Max, you..." Before she could protest further, his lips claimed hers. His forceful, dominant strength pressed her gently but firmly against the mattress. His husky, magnetic voice offered a low, seductive reassurance against her ear. "Relax your body. Do not be afraid. I will take things slow."

To ensure she did not feel fearful or resistant, he made every motion excruciatingly tender. He prioritized her comfort above all else, allowing her body to adjust to his touch, well aware that rebuilding their intimacy was a delicate, ongoing process. An hour later, Max gathered her exhausted, pliant body into his arms and carried her back to the master bedroom, tucking her safely into bed beside Anne.

The next morning, Felicia groggily opened her eyes to find Anne nestled obediently in her arms. The little girl's big, clear eyes were staring at her without blinking. Seeing her mother awake, Anne immediately leaned in and planted a loud, wet kiss on her cheek. "Good morning, Mommy!"

As Felicia's blurry consciousness cleared, a warm smile curved her lips. She gently stroked Anne's head and pressed a loving kiss to her forehead.

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