The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback novel Chapter 1106

Felicia paused, caught completely off guard by the request.

Anne pressed on, her voice soft and earnest. "Dad is outside all by himself, and no one is keeping him company." She looked up with big, pitiful eyes that could melt the coldest of hearts.

"Alright, I will bring some food out to him," Felicia conceded gently.

"Okay," Anne beamed.

Savannah called them over, announcing that the grilling had officially started. Ava walked over to scoop up little Sean. Felicia guided the two girls toward the food station. Since she had to adhere to a strict diet today, Ava had instructed the kitchen to prepare several mild, nourishing dishes specifically for her. Felicia grabbed a plate and loaded it with two roasted sweet potatoes, a few barbecue skewers, and a warm bowl of rich seafood bisque.

Knowing that Max was still waiting outside, Savannah and Heather exchanged surprised glances, but gracefully refrained from asking too many questions.

"I'll go with you. Let me carry that," Darin said as he stood up, clearly unwilling to let her haul the food out by herself.

Felicia hummed her agreement, and Darin took the tray. Together, they walked toward the front gate of the estate.

"Is he taking Anne home later?" Darin asked quietly.

"Anne said she wants to go home," Felicia replied.

"Then you should go with them," he suggested.

"We'll see when the time comes," she deflected, content that they were at least managing a peaceful coexistence for the evening.

When they reached the heavy iron gates, Darin refused to step outside. He handed the tray to Felicia, prompting her to look at him in confusion. "What is it?"

"I don't want to look at his sour face," Darin muttered. "He gives me an attitude, and I still have to play delivery boy for his dinner."

Felicia looked at him in amusement, reaching out to take the tray. "By the way, he mentioned you owe him a new pair of sunglasses."

Darin let out a sudden, utterly humorless snort.

Felicia stepped through the gate, holding the tray carefully. Through the windshield, she saw Max sitting in the driver's seat, completely absorbed in his laptop. Noticing her approach, he set his tablet aside and pushed his door open to step out.

Felicia stopped in front of him. "This is for you."

Max met her gaze with total seriousness. "What if something happens to me after eating this? I need someone around to keep an eye out for my safety."

Frowning deeply, Felicia took a step back toward him. "Then don't eat it." She reached out to snatch the tray back, but Max smoothly dodged her grasp while holding it effortlessly with one hand. "You..."

Max was about to say something when a figure emerged from the gate. Hearing the heavy footsteps, Felicia turned to look. Darin strode right up to them, looking Max straight in the eye. "Felicia, head back inside. I'll watch him eat and see if this food actually causes him any catastrophic problems."

Max narrowed his eyes dangerously at Darin.

Darin tilted his head. "Should I call an ambulance for you in advance just to be safe?"

Felicia glanced between the two grown men acting like territorial children. "Don't start a fight at the gate," she warned them both.

She walked back into the villa but lingered near the entrance for a moment, listening closely to the silence outside. Neither man spoke a word, and soon after, the distinct thud of a car door closing echoed through the air. After waiting another minute, she saw Darin walk back through the front door.

Darin met Felicia's questioning look. "We didn't fight."

"I thought you two were practically joined at the hip," Felicia teased.