Divorce Failed! My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 223

With the Morales family's reputation in the gutter, most students already hated Anya on principle.

So when Mrs. Rodriguez's cane came down on Anya again and again, the crowd didn't rush to help. They watched like it was justice.

Ansel and Emilio were both rotten.

Watching those two families tear into each other was the definition of a dog-eat-dog world.

It wasn't until Renfield Yates arrived with campus security that they managed to drag Mrs. Rodriguez away.

Anya's face was swollen beyond recognition, and her arms and body were bruised purple where the cane had struck.

The onlookers, thrilled by the drama, recorded everything and posted it to their feeds.

When the clip spread, people online cheered and laughed.

Even if Anya herself hadn't had a major scandal exposed yet, her parents and brother had already made the public's villain list. In a household like that, nobody believed she'd grown up innocent.

So the video racked up likes at a ridiculous pace, and Anya's name shot straight into the center of the gossip cycle.

After getting a front-row seat to the chaos, Maeve stayed in a good mood all day.

Before bed, Andres sent a video call request.

Maeve didn't want to answer.

She liked the peace of a life where they didn't bother each other. Honestly, if Andres stayed abroad and kept living on the opposite time zone, it sounded ideal.

The phone kept ringing. Irritated, she finally accepted.

Andres's handsome face filled the screen—only this time he didn't look like the polished gentleman she remembered.

He wore a dark green military uniform and black sunglasses.

On him, it didn't look like a costume. It looked like authority—raw, dangerous, almost feral.

He was sitting in a jeep bouncing over rough ground.

Maeve said sweetly, "A famous male booster."

Andres was totally speechless.

"It's local. Supposed to improve a man's… performance." Maeve's tone stayed perfectly calm. "We've done it plenty of times and I'm still not pregnant, so we can rule out me. That means you're the problem."

Through the screen, Maeve heard several men on his end choking back laughter.

Andres shot them a look one by one. They went silent instantly.

He turned back to Maeve, helpless. "I don't need tree bark. I'll get you pregnant with my child."

"Stay home and behave. One week."

Then he ended the call.

In the driver's seat, Raven fought for his life not to laugh and said with exaggerated seriousness, "Angola bark really is famous here. People soak it in liquor."