Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 126

Maeve smiled faintly. “I like acting. I don’t get lost in the role.”

Andres looked at her, word by word, deadly serious. “She is not my lover.”

Maeve hadn’t expected him to get so intense. “Okay, okay. She’s not. Why are you getting worked up?”

“Maeve,” he said, “have you ever thought about our future?”

Maeve lifted a brow. “You mean the divorce?”

“I mean the future.”

“Haven’t,” she said simply.

“Think now.”

Maeve actually did—her expression turning thoughtful, almost solemn.

Half a minute passed.

Then she said, shocking him completely. “The more I think about it, the more I feel like we should have a baby.”

Andres swept her up into his arms like she weighed nothing. “Fine. Let’s go make one. Right now.”

Maeve grabbed his neck, startled by the sudden lift. “Wait—my late-night snack hasn’t even touched my mouth yet.”

“We’ll eat after,” Andres said. “After we make the baby, I’ll eat with you.”

When Remi carried the finished food into the dining room, she saw Mr. Andres striding toward the third floor with Maeve in his arms.

The unfairness of it made Remi’s jealousy spike until she could barely think straight.

Why did Maeve get that kind of attention—and she didn’t?

They were both from nowhere. She refused to accept that the cold, restrained Mr. Andres could fall for Maeve.

Did he think the staff were stupid? That “distant relative” would shut everyone up?

Remi had guessed it a long time ago: Maeve wasn’t related to the White family at all. She was a pet Andres kept close.

Andres set her down at the bathroom door and, with a teasing slap to her pert backside, said, “Shower first. I’m not the impatient type.”

Only after he closed the door behind her did he let his mouth curve, unable to stop it.

While Maeve showered, Hans called with an update: someone had spotted Maeve causing trouble at a seafood buffet.

The footage was pulled from the restaurant’s security cameras and sent to Andres’s private email.

In his study, Andres opened the video. On-screen, Maeve and Naomi were gleefully setting up Sienna and Bowen—every second of it satisfying, the ending even better.

What surprised him was the connection: Naomi—Declan’s rumored girlfriend—was clearly Maeve’s friend.

If they’d known each other all along… did that mean Maeve and Declan weren’t nearly as tangled as Andres had assumed?

And why did that realization make him feel so good?

When he returned to the bedroom, Maeve was already asleep, curled around a pillow, breathing slow and deep.

Andres stood there for a long moment, looking at her peaceful face, and found he didn’t have the heart to wake her.