All Chapters of Gorgeous Return Of Ugly Wife: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

The person behind the leak thought he could finally destroy Max's reputation, but things spun out in a way nobody saw coming. The opportunity to retaliate had already passed by the time Blue Marble Investments' PR staff got involved. The man was now hiding abroad. The photographer, a detective, had already arrived at the police station. He had taken numerous pictures of Max and Andrea, as well as some of Felicia. This detective obviously understood what he was doing.Once more, Max's phone buzzed. Darin called to inquire about the news that went viral online last night. Neither Andrea nor Max had been harmed by the story. Instead, it turned out that everyone was criticizing Max's wife, Felicia. "We've located the man," Max declared. "It's Josh from Rivergate Engineering." "That's excellent," Darin said. "But I don't think you can keep your marriage a secret any longer." What had begun as folks heaping on for fun had become an uncontrollable chaos.Blue Marble Investments' announcement

Tension and the soft hum of equipment dominated the hospital room. Colton and Ava hardly left Felicia's side, while Jeremy, Savannah, and Luke sat nearby. Felicia felt less alone for once as the doctors came and left, checking monitors and making notes. She felt... alright with everyone around her. Almost optimistic. Jeremy went outside to give Nate an update on everything that was going on. Over the phone, Nate's voice sounded a touch harsh. "Max isn't at the hospital?" Jeremy paused and looked out the window at Felicia. "Just Luke's here." The other Hawthornes had not appeared.Nate exhaled deeply. "She's not alone, at least. Is it possible to put Felicia on? I'd like to have a little conversation with her." You say, "Sure." Felicia received the phone from Jeremy. "This is Nate. He wants to speak with you. Felicia picked up the phone and put it to her ear. "Mr. Gilbert?" She nodded as she listened silently. "Yeah, all right. I get it. I'm grateful. Without saying anything else, she

Felicia saw the man enter the room. Max approached and gently set the infant down beside Felicia while holding her in his arms. A soft, affectionate smile lit up her face as she turned to see her daughter. The infant sent her a joyful little giggle upon seeing her morn. Felicia was unable to move yet, despite her intense want to hold her. Ava's lips curled into a smile as she observed them both. She wanted to give the infant a hug too but refrained. The infant quickly closed her eyes and fell asleep, feeling at ease next to Felicia.Felicia glanced up at the man, her speech almost audible above a whisper. "What's her name?" "Anne," Max said. Felicia whispered it again. "Anne. It was a very beautiful name. She requested that Ava take a picture of her and the infant. Max then picked up the infant once more. He told Felicia, "Get some rest," and left with their daughter in his arms. Three days passed.Felicia needed to remain in the hospital for a little while longer for observation, but

Felicia heard her baby's cries on the other end of the connection, which had just barely connected. Her heart tightened. Despite her best efforts, she couldn't help but think about her child every night. Tears would trickle down her cheeks as she sat by herself and gazed at pictures. The pain in her chest intensified now that she could plainly hear her daughter's cries. She hardly heard Max's voice for a split second. Felicia. Now he sounded impatient. She was startled back to reality by that.She tried to sound steady after taking a trembling breath. "Send the divorce documents as quickly as you can. The holidays are approaching, and I am unable to leave the house." In the background, the infant continued to wail. Felicia could hear the nanny soothing her young daughter with soft whispers. Max said, "I'll mail the documents to you."Okay. She hung up and put her phone down. No matter how many times she brushed them away, tears continued to stream down her face.Her gentle cries were t

Max's expression was unreadable as he listened to Luke. "So you think it's okay to judge your own family just because of her?" he replied in a calm tone. To converse about your elders and grandparents in that way? Luke silently stared at him. "It's okay if you want to defend her, but the Hawthorne family isn't here for you to dump your feelings on," Max said. You're a Hawthorne too, you know. Luke, you're no longer a child; you're now managing your own business.Try not to let your feelings control everything you say and do." Luke's lips formed a narrow line as his fingers clenched and he looked away. He remained silent. There was silence in the room. A second later, a maid appeared on the stairs. "Sir, dinner's ready." Max rose up, spread his legs, picked up a bag, and gave it to the maid. "Put this in my room." She nodded after accepting it with both hands. Indeed, sir.After that, she departed. Max looked at Luke after noticing that he was still seated. "Why are you still sitting