Divorce Failed! My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 1184

"Just focus on having your baby. I'm hanging up," Titus replied coolly.

Before Maeve could get another word in, the screen went black.

Classic Titus. He treated words like gold and never wasted a single breath on small talk.

Thank God her Whitty was an actual normal human being when it came to communication.

Before Maeve could even put her phone away, a loud commotion erupted outside her door.

"Don't stop me! I'm going in!"

The door crashed open, and Nancy stumbled inside.

She was deathly pale, her frail body swaying as if a breeze could knock her over. She looked exactly like a terrifying, vengeful spirit.

Several doctors and nurses hovered anxiously behind her, but no one dared to touch her because her bony fingers were tightly gripping a fruit knife.

Even Murray, who had been guarding the door, hesitated to make a move at a time like this.

It wasn't out of fear, but because Nancy had just undergone open-chest surgery.

Due to her violent movements, fresh blood was rapidly seeping through her hospital gown. She looked so fragile that a single rough shove might actually kill her.

She held the blade directly against her own throat, the sharp edge having already sliced a long, bleeding line across her skin.

If Murray tried to subdue her by force, she could easily die on the spot from the sheer trauma.

And if Nancy died, Maeve would likely follow. Murray couldn't afford to take that risk.

Seeing Nancy burst into her room like a deranged ghost, Maeve briefly wondered if the woman had completely lost her mind.

"What do you want?"

Nancy let out a grating, eerie laugh. "Do you know who Isolde Grover is?"

Maeve's heart pounded heavily in her chest.

Did Nancy actually know?

After crossing paths so many times, this was the very first time Nancy had ever caught a flicker of genuine panic in Maeve's eyes.

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