The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback novel Chapter 940

The family doctor arrived shortly after, diagnosing Felicia with severe nervous exhaustion and malnutrition, which had severely compromised her immune system. What she needed most was absolute rest. The doctor set up an IV drip for nutrients and administered a mild sedative. Felicia quickly drifted into a deep sleep. The butler then called Darin to update him on her condition.

"Alright," Darin replied over the phone. "Take good care of her."

He lowered his phone, his eyes instantly turning icy cold.

Thanks to the sedative, Felicia slept deeply until five in the morning. Outside, the sky was just beginning to lighten with the pale glow of dawn. She lay in bed, staring blankly at the ceiling as her mind slowly cleared. A maid came in to check on her, and seeing her awake, hurried to her side. "Would you like to get up?"

Felicia snapped out of her daze and nodded. With the maid's help, she washed up in the bathroom. The butler soon brought a warm breakfast upstairs. "The doctor insisted that you must replenish your nutrients," he reminded her gently.

Felicia murmured in agreement. She sat at the table and ate her breakfast. Thanks to a full night of uninterrupted sleep, her energy had improved significantly. After finishing her meal, she finally asked the question weighing on her mind. "How are the driver and the security guards from last night?"

Two of her bodyguards had taken bullets during the ambush, though thankfully, neither injury was life threatening. If Darin had not proactively assigned the security detail to trail her vehicle, she undoubtedly would have been killed. Felicia's expression grew incredibly solemn. The butler handed her phone over, and she immediately dialed Darin's number.

He answered on the first ring, his voice laced with unmistakable anxiety. "Are you alright now, Felicia?"

"I am fine," she assured him. "About the shooting last night..."

Very few people knew her exact identity or whereabouts. Furthermore, according to local laws, if Max died without a will, she would only inherit a standard fractional share, leaving her with no authority to independently liquidate his assets or shares. She was not a threat worth assassinating, unless someone knew otherwise.

"I found a will agreement hidden on his computer last night," Darin explained darkly. "If anything happens to him, he granted you full, unmitigated authority to dispose of all his equity and assets. The agreement was finalized just a week ago."

Felicia was entirely stunned. "What?" she breathed. What was Max thinking? A bitter smile touched her lips. Did he really trust her that much?

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