Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 698

Caught entirely off guard by the kick, Andres nearly tumbled right off the edge of the bed.

His mind instantly jolted awake.

Rubbing the spot where she had struck him, Andres asked innocently, "Why did you kick me?"

Maeve glared at him through the pitch-black room.

"You completely ruined my ability to sleep."

Andres finally realized Maeve was genuinely irritated.

He fought back a smirk.

"How about we continue our earlier conversation, then?"

Maeve reached out and tapped a sensitive spot on his chest.

"Instead of talking about your childish insecurities, I'd rather just drain you dry."

Andres's eyes darkened with sudden heat, and he swiftly yanked the siren back into his arms.

He murmured against her ear, his voice thick with seductive tension.

"When my wife makes a demand, how could I possibly deny her?"

The end result was predictable.

Instead of draining the culprit who ruined her sleep, Maeve suffered the tragic fate of being devoured over and over again.

By the time she finally woke up, it was already 10 AM.

To be more accurate, she was ripped from her sleep by the shrill ringing of her phone.

Still groggy and exhausted, she reluctantly answered.

It was Naomi Lowell.

The moment the call connected, Naomi's voice pierced through her eardrum.

"Where are you?"

Maeve let out a massive yawn and mumbled, "In bed."

"Are you in bed alone or with company?" Naomi asked.

Maeve glanced at the empty space beside her pillow.

The man who had relentlessly tormented her all night was nowhere to be seen.

"Just me. Why?"

"Give me ten minutes," Naomi replied.

Exactly ten minutes later, Naomi arrived at Azure Bay carrying a beautifully wrapped gift box.

The moment she saw Maeve, she pulled her into a tight hug.

"Happy Birthday, Maeve!"

Trapped in the embrace, Maeve blanked.

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