Divorce Failed! My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 920

"Where is he?"

"Who?" Andres asked.

Maeve's body was weak, but her mind was razor-sharp. "Griffin!"

She remembered everything perfectly. That old bastard. He just had to show up right when she was seconds away from avenging Charlie.

"He left. Said he'd be back in two days," Andres replied.

Maeve's eyes widened in sheer outrage. "Where did he go?!"

Andres shrugged. "He didn't tell me."

Maeve tried to throw the blankets off and get out of bed, only to realize her muscles felt like absolute jelly.

Seeing her struggle, Andres gently but firmly pushed her back down against the pillows. "You look terrible. Just stay in bed and rest. If you're hungry, I'll have Ella bring up some food."

Realizing something was deeply wrong, Maeve quickly pressed two fingers to her own wrist to check her pulse.

A second later, the color drained from her face.

This pulse... it felt exactly like a pregnancy. They had slept together countless times without issue, and she actually got caught this time?

Noticing her intensely checking her own pulse, Andres explained, "He gave you some medicine before he left. Said it would make you weak for a few days."

"What exactly did he give me?" Maeve demanded.

Andres wasn't well-versed in herbal pharmacology. "I don't know the specifics, but he heavily emphasized that you'd be physically drained. He's your adoptive father; he wouldn't hurt you. Just rest. You really don't look good."

From his clueless reaction, it was glaringly obvious Andres had no idea she was pregnant.

Maeve tried to yank her arm free, only to discover she was as weak as a total Noob.

Andres quickly noticed this fascinating development, a dark gleam lighting up his eyes. "You really are weak."

It was a statement of absolute victory, not a question.

Her ultimate weakness exposed, Maeve realized she was in a very dangerous position.

She finally understood exactly why Griffin had kept his mouth shut about the baby. If Andres knew she was pregnant, he would treat her like fragile glass. But since he didn't know, he could completely overpower her and keep her in line without a shred of guilt.

Griffin's secondary motive was glaringly obvious: force her into a position of weakness so she'd have no choice but to confess the pregnancy to Andres herself. That manipulative old fox had played them both beautifully.

"Let go of me, you're bruising my wrist," she muttered.