로그인Max made no effort to conceal it. "She's getting ready to divorce me." Miranda's eyes were wide with astonishment. She was aware that Max had remained married to Felicia mostly because of Anne. Anne's mother was never mentioned to the little child, but Anne was maturing quickly. She was also intelligent. She would begin to figure things out on her own even if the grownups remained silent.Miranda inhaled steadily and slowly. "I never thought she would make such a chilly mother. So, Max, what are you going to do? Max's face was inscrutable. "If she can't even accept Anne, there's no way I'm just going to let her have her way," Miranda said, taking a moment to examine her grandson. "As long as you know what you're doing." "Do your best for Anne if you truly want to give her a real home," she said, her voice softening. For her sake, perhaps turn things down a little. "Max gave a nod. "I know."Max sent Felicia a message with Anne's medical report attached at around two in the afternoon.
"Mr. Milman." Max was the first to speak, a faint, almost mocking smile curving his lips. Jeremy's eyes were almost level with his. They were both unwilling to give up. "Daddy." The atmosphere was abruptly broken by Anne's little voice. When Felicia noticed who was waiting outside, she stopped leading Anne to the door. Jeremy. "Uncle Jeremy," Anne said, grinning broadly. After returning her smile and acknowledging her with a gentle murmur, Jeremy turned to face Felicia."Breakfast is ready." After giving a nod, Felicia knelt down to talk to Anne. "Anne, you're going with Daddy for your check-up today." Anne's expression darkened somewhat. "Is Evelynn not coming with me?" Felicia smiled apologetically at her. "Sweetheart, I have some vital things to do today. This time, I am unable to accompany you." Despite her somewhat disappointed expression, Anne simply nodded, making an effort to appear mature. "Okay." Max looked at Felicia and chuckled briefly and icily.After that, he turned asi
Max turned to face her after taking a quick peek at the package on the coffee table. "Just let Anne know if you don't like it or don't want it. I'm not necessary for that." Felicia gazed at him with icy eyes. Max is typical; he constantly finds a way to annoy her. She took her phone and sat on the couch. "All right, what was the cost? I'll send the funds to you right immediately." "Talk to Anne about it tomorrow," Max suggested. You can pay me if she agrees."Felicia just gaped at him. This was undoubtedly something he was doing on purpose. "Max, quit making excuses about Anne. We're divorcing each other. I don't need anything from you, not even something you bought." He was driving her nuts at the moment, but she didn't want to dispute with him or spoil her mood. Max stared at her with steady, dark eyes. With a trace of a cool grin on his lips, his expression was serene. "After that, simply wait until the divorce is finalized.Then you may pay me." Felicia furrowed her brow. She thou
With a quick, effortless smile, Jeremy turned back to his computer and answered her without pausing. Nearly nine o'clock had passed. Anne was brought upstairs by Felicia to spend the night. I'll email the files to you shortly. When you have a moment, take another look," Jeremy said. "All right," Felicia answered. As they departed, Anne waved good-bye. Heather yelled after them, "Remember to bring Anne down for breakfast tomorrow." Felicia gave a nod. "I will." Felicia led Anne upstairs and entered the flat.There was little left to clean up because the maid kept the property immaculate, even though she didn't stay here very frequently. Felicia began giving Anne a bath. She paused at that moment when she heard a voice in the living room. "Daddy." Felicia came to a halt and quickly left the restroom. Max was being allowed in by Anne at the door. Felicia was taken aback and gazed. With her tiny hand nestled in her father's, Anne entered. Max was carrying a bag that most likely contained
Felicia looked at Yara and was relieved. She did really look a lot better. Yara approached Anne and grasped her hand. "Come on, Anne. I'd like to show you my drawing. Yara, let's wait until after dinner," Heather yelled. "All right," Yara said in a quiet voice. They had already been served dinner. Knowing that Anne would be visiting, Heather had made sure to prepare all of her favorite foods.Anne and Yara played together in the living room after their meal. Yara was informed by Anne about the assignment their teacher had given them that day. Since Yara usually paid attention to Anne, she took her notepad and went to her room to begin. When she was with other children, Anne was quite different. She spoke with a calm authority that compelled everyone to pay attention, acting like a small adult. Heather grinned as she observed them. It's really lovely.I can finally unwind now that Anne is here to watch Yara. "Felicia gave a nod. "Anne, go with Yara and help her with her homework." "All
Savannah had asked a question when she was inebriated. "Felicia, are you really over Max?" Was she truly over him? Most likely not. However, it wasn't because she was still in love with him. She was unable to let go of the hatred. Savannah exited the office when their work-related conversation was over. Felicia returned to her reports and files. Anne arrived with her workbook a short while later."I'm done, Evelynn. Could you please check it? Felicia picked up the workbook and leafed through it. Math questions and some poetry analysis made up most of it. The math was perfect. She reviewed the poetry questions with Anne while they sat down. After paying close attention, Anne made the necessary adjustments right away. When she was finished, she silently took her tablet and began playing a game on the sofa because she knew Evelynn had to work.Felicia finished her duties and prepared to depart at around six. Let's go visit Yara, Anne. "Alright. As they left the workplace together, Felici
"I understand, Grandma." Felicia was taken aback when Max—the same man who had requested a divorce that morning—actually returned home that evening.Max..."Bring some coffee to the study for me. He went right upstairs without waiting for her response. After a little while of standing there, Felicia
He didn't demand explanations. Felicia raised her voice once more. "Monday is tomorrow. In the afternoon, are you free? Perhaps we might start by going to the registry office. In any case, we have to wait for them to resolve the issue, right? She estimated that the kid will be nearly here by the ti
By now, Max's mother had most likely heard from the hospital. Felicia's phone buzzed at that moment. She viewed the screen after jolting out of her reverie and reaching into her bag. She merely gazed for a moment. Her college advisor was phoning. She responded."Mr. Milman?" Stanford has a slot avai
When Felicia discovered her husband cheating at the hospital, she was 25 weeks pregnant. Tall and striking in his black coat, Max was holding a fragile, beautiful girl in his arms. The girl's features were flawless, like a porcelain doll, with pink cheeks and a small face snuggled inside a soft woo







