The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback (Felicia and Max) novel Chapter 161

Felicia’s hands tightened around the steering wheel. She leaned forward, her mind going completely blank for a split second. Then, everything snapped back into focus. She saw the door of the Bentley swing open, and Max stepped out, his eyes cool and sharp as they flicked over to her.

Felicia let out a shaky breath. Once she’d calmed down, she slumped back into her seat, making it clear she had no plans to get out of the car. She watched as Max circled to the back of his car to check the damage, then strode right up to her window. He knocked, waiting.

She rolled her window down and looked up at him, not even giving him a chance to speak. “How do you want to handle this? I’ll go through insurance.”

Max checked his watch, then looked back at her, his tone flat. “I was on my way to a meeting. How are you going to make up for the time you’ve wasted?”

Felicia stared at him, completely dumbfounded. She knew his time was valuable, probably more than most people’s, but the nerve of him left her speechless.

“Wow. You really are a businessman,” she shot back, her voice laced with sarcasm. “But if you hadn’t suddenly sped up, changed lanes, and slammed on your brakes, would I have even hit your car?”

At this point, she was starting to seriously suspect he’d done it on purpose just to mess with her.

Max’s lips curled into a cold smirk. “The law doesn’t care about your excuses.”

“You—” Felicia was so furious she almost couldn’t get the words out. Meanwhile, Max looked completely unbothered, watching her with that hint of amusement, like he was enjoying every second of her frustration.

Their little scene was causing a traffic jam, and it wasn’t long before a police officer showed up. The blame was pretty clear, and Felicia was at fault. Thankfully, no one was hurt, so it was just a minor accident. The officer asked them to move their cars to the side, then wanted to know if they planned on settling it privately or if they needed to file a report.

Max answered every question calmly and said he was fine with handling it privately. Felicia, still fuming, avoided eye contact and just turned away to call her lawyer. After a few minutes, she hung up and walked back over to Max.

“My lawyer will be in touch with you, Mr. Hawthorne,” she said coolly.

She didn’t wait for a response. She climbed back into her car, drove it to the repair shop, then caught a taxi to the office.

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