Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 700

Anyone else would have screamed in sheer terror at the sight of such a massive snake slithering toward them.

But the moment Naomi got a clear look at it, her eyes lit up with excitement.

"Little Bluey?"

Hearing its old nickname, the Azure Serpent picked up its pace, slithering even more enthusiastically.

When Naomi extended her arm like a welcoming branch, the snake immediately coiled its way up.

Naomi affectionately stroked the snake's smooth head, examining it closely.

"It really is Little Bluey."

"He goes by Lucifer now," Maeve corrected.

Naomi shook off her initial surprise as the pieces suddenly clicked together.

"Wait... so the boy from that experiment all those years ago... was Andres?"

Maeve offered Naomi a helpless, knowing smile.

"The first time I saw Little Bluey again, I couldn't believe a coincidence like this existed either."

Naomi couldn't find the exact words to articulate the magnitude of what she was feeling.

Finally, she managed to say, "This is literal fate. The universe literally tied you two together."

"Does he know?"

Maeve shrugged dismissively.

"Probably not."

Naomi was absolutely stunned by Maeve's nonchalance.

"How could you not tell him something this monumental?"

Maeve genuinely didn't see why it mattered so much.

"Countless people came to me for favors back then. It was just a transactional exchange. There's no need to elevate it into some grand romantic destiny."

Naomi staunchly disagreed.

"The fact that Little Bluey is here proves that out of all your transactional exchanges, this was the only one where you never took a single cent of payment."

"Though I will admit, the name Lucifer is definitely way more badass than Little Bluey."

Maeve was speechless.

She, Naomi, and Charlie had wracked their brains to come up with 'Little Bluey' back in the day.

The Intelligent Competition was just days away, and she should have been dedicating every ounce of her focus to preparing for it.

Instead, she found herself opening her laptop to continue decrypting the locked microchip.

As the code ran, Naomi's parting words echoed stubbornly in her mind.

She had told her to open her heart and stop pushing away the people who genuinely cared about her.

Thinking back to Andres's utterly childish tantrum the night before, she felt a strange mix of exasperation and warmth.

He had told her he genuinely wanted to spend the rest of his life with her.

At the time, she had brushed it off as empty talk.

But looking back, a man as guarded and stoic as Andres rarely let his emotions show.

He must have rehearsed those words a thousand times in his head before saying them. She really shouldn't have been so dismissive.

After mulling it over, Maeve finally picked up her phone and dialed Andres's number.

It rang for a long time, but no one picked up.

Maybe he was busy?

Without overthinking it, Maeve quickly typed out a text and hit send: It's my birthday today. Do you want to get dinner together?