Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 569

Having spent so much time with Maeve, Andres was intimately familiar with her little quirks.

Whenever that look of absolute certainty crossed her face, it usually meant she was about to pull some reckless stunt.

Quinn Hayes had explicitly warned him to keep Maeve away from the Forbidden Arts.

The last time she had hypnotized Donovan Yarrow, her eyes had turned so terrifyingly red that it had genuinely shaken Andres.

Quinn had explained that Maeve's method of hypnosis was entirely different from a standard psychiatrist's.

She utilized dark, unorthodox techniques, and overusing them triggered a severe Backlash.

Maeve let out an awkward, dry laugh.

"Got it."

Inwardly, she was cursing Griffin to high heaven.

Of all the people in the world, he had to match her with a man who could read her mind so effortlessly.

Intuition told Andres that Maeve was agreeing just to get him off her back.

"Swear to me. You won't touch the Forbidden Arts for three months."

Maeve nodded dismissively.

"Yeah, yeah, sure. I'll listen to you. I won't use it."

When men started nagging, they were worse than women.

Andres forced her to meet his gaze.

"Your attitude isn't serious enough. I want you to swear on our future child."

Maeve let out a startled laugh.

"What future child?"

"We'll have one eventually," Andres said smoothly.

"It might be a daughter," Maeve teased.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing herself flush against his chest.

"Whitty, if our daughter turns out as smart and sharp as me, could you really bear to make me swear on her?"

Andres slid his hands around her slender waist.

His mind instantly painted a picture of a miniature Maeve.

Soft, adorable, beautiful—a fragrant, chubby little bundle of joy.

At the mere thought, Andres's heart completely melted.

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