The Billionaire Ex-Wife and the Beggar He Became novel Chapter 225

Felicity stared at Mayo, then suddenly burst out laughing. "You're Mayo!" she declared, grinning ear to ear. "See? I can even say your name. I know you. I'm totally sober. There's no way I'm being sarcastic! My tongue isn't twisted, it's straight—so everything I say is one hundred percent sincere!"

Mayo had no words.

At that moment, Mayo thought, If there were a world championship for self-confidence and egotism, Felicity would take gold—hands down.

Maybe it was because Felicity usually hung around Claud and Mayo, and they got along pretty well. Whatever she was feeling, whatever was on her mind, she was always willing to share it with the two of them.

Her drunken gaze drifted between Mayo and Claud, soft and unfocused.

"Let me tell you both something," she slurred, "I always knew other women might try to steal my man. After all, Julian is the golden boy of Greenwood City—rich, handsome, the whole package. Of course there are women out there who want him. But never, in my wildest dreams, did I think the one trying to take Julian from me would be Winona!"

"Can you believe it? Winona!"

She snorted in disbelief. "Isn't that just hilarious?"

"She's a nobody from the backwoods! Barely finished middle school! The kind of low-class, desperate woman who uses dirty tricks to get a man! And now she thinks she can take Julian from me?"

"She's been a thief since the day she was born!"

"Even in the womb, she was already scheming! The moment she came into this world, she stole my parents' attention and hogged them for sixteen years—sixteen years! And now she wants my man too! Tell me, isn't that just outrageous? Why is she so shameless? Is there any justice left in this world?"

Felicity's voice cracked as she began to sob.

"I hate her! I really do! Why won't this woman just disappear? She should be back in some mountain shack with an old bachelor, not running off to Greenwood City to steal my life! Why her?"

"I hate her!" she wailed.

"I hate this old hag from the sticks! She can barely read, she's a nobody, a total disgrace!"

Tears streamed down Felicity's face, her cries only growing louder.

Her cheeks were streaked with tears, mascara running, the very image of heartbreak.

Winona still gave her mouth-to-mouth, never hesitating for a second.

That kind of sincerity, that genuine kindness—it couldn't be faked, no matter how hard someone tried.

In that moment, all Felicity's rock-climbing trophies, her diving medals, her bravado and showmanship, meant nothing compared to a girl who would risk everything to save a stranger.

And yet here was Felicity, drunk and ranting, calling Winona a nobody, insisting she'd stolen her man.

Mayo had tried to point out that maybe, just maybe, Felicity had things backwards.

But Felicity was so caught up in her own self-assurance, she didn't even notice.

Claud, who had always admired Felicity, now found himself feeling something new—disgust.

Seeing that there was no reasoning with her, Claud took a few steps away, pulled out his phone, and dialed Julian's number.