Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 849

Maeve genuinely didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Don't make it sound like I'm trying to con you out of your real estate."

Andres looked at her with dead seriousness.

"It would be my absolute honor to have you con me out of my property."

Maeve was completely speechless.

Somehow, the terrifying corporate tyrant had willingly let himself become entirely whipped by her.

"Stop spouting this nonsense and get out of bed. I have to get to campus soon."

Andres, sitting there in silk pajamas, looked at her with pitiful eyes.

"When the curse teleported me over here in my sleep, it didn't exactly pack my coat and shoes."

It was a painfully awkward situation.

The only other time this exact scenario had played out was back when they first met.

Left with no other choice, Maeve had to call Hans and order him to deliver a fresh set of clothes.

Learning from past mistakes, Hans had actually kept a full, tailored wardrobe prepared in the trunk of his car just in case this happened again.

Half an hour later, freshly showered, shaved, and dressed in a tailored suit, Andres was back to looking like the elite billionaire he was.

Throughout the entire morning routine, neither of them brought up the explosive argument from that night.

The bitter tension from two days ago was mutually and silently swept under the rug.

As the couple walked out the door side-by-side, they spotted Daisy waiting patiently near the entrance.

Daisy was just about to walk over to greet them when she jumped back in shock at the sight of Andres.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I thought..."

Daisy had briefly seen the intimidating Mr. White in the vice principal's office at Aethelburg University.

But back then, she had been beaten black and blue by Leah Ford's thugs and was in no state to pay attention to anything else.

Terrified that she was interrupting a private moment, Daisy frantically waved at Maeve.

"I won't hitch a ride with you today. I'll head out first, take your time!"

Maeve desperately wanted to shout that she and Andres actually had nothing left to talk about.

But Daisy had already practically sprinted away out of pure tact.

Andres smoothly laced his fingers through Maeve's.

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