The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback (Felicia and Max) novel Chapter 201

She promised herself she’d start dieting today. But after just one day on Felicia’s custom meal plan, she couldn’t handle it anymore. Her stomach just wouldn’t stop growling, so she slipped downstairs, hoping to find something to eat.

Ava was in the kitchen, making a bottle for Sean. Without missing a beat, Ava started putting together some food for her. “You’re not even fat. Seriously, you look adorable with a little bit of softness,” Ava said, smiling.

Heather heard that and whatever willpower she had left completely disappeared.

Felicia came in, spotting the big bowl of chicken noodle soup and the pork hock on the table. She raised her eyebrows, the hint of a smirk playing on her lips. “Looks like someone’s eating well tonight.”

Heather let out a nervous laugh. “Felicia, do you want some?”

Felicia met her gaze. “If I eat, what will you have left?”

That smile of Felicia’s was almost scary. Heather broke into a cold sweat, grabbed Felicia’s hand, and rushed to apologize. “I was just super hungry, I swear! Just let me finish this meal, I promise I won’t cheat tomorrow.” She even put her hand up, like she was taking a vow.

Ava joined in, “Heather barely ate anything today. Girls don’t have to be stick-thin, you know.”

Felicia sighed. “You should probably skip the pork hocks, though.”

She was sure Heather would regret it tomorrow.

Heather didn’t argue. She immediately pushed the pork hocks to the far end of the table.

Ava just chuckled and turned to Felicia. “Are you hungry? Want me to make you something?”

Felicia nodded. “Yeah, just make me some soup, please. I’ll eat with her.”

Heather jumped up and pulled out a chair for Felicia. “Please, have a seat, gorgeous.”

Felicia joined her, and the two of them finished their soup. Heather ate with zero guilt this time.

The next morning, Felicia woke Heather up early. As soon as Heather got downstairs and saw Greg in a black tank top and shorts, all fit and athletic, she instantly felt motivated. She really wanted to kick herself for not sticking to her diet the night before.

She beamed, “Morning, Greg!”

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