Divorce Failed! My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 924

Maeve spat with pride, "I'm not eating."

Right on cue, her stomach growled loudly, reminding her that if she didn't eat soon, she'd only get weaker.

Andres couldn't hold back a laugh.

"There's no need to play tough in front of your man."

"Eat first, get your strength back, and then take a shower."

Andres lifted a strand of her hair.

"Smell it yourself. Don't you stink?"

When Maeve had fallen asleep the night before, she had still been wearing clothes stained with blood from her brutal brawl with Nancy's bodyguards.

After marinating overnight, the smell was practically unbearable.

Andres was a notorious neat freak. The fact that he could hold her like this all night was a testament to his true love.

Prompted by him, Maeve finally realized just how filthy she was.

Sniffing carefully, she admitted she did smell pretty awful.

Seeing the unconcealed disgust in Andres's eyes, a wicked idea flashed through her mind.

"Bathe me."

For the first time, Andres rejected her offer.

"My hand is injured."

He sat back down at his workstation with crisp finality.

"And I have a video conference in two minutes. If you won't wash yourself, then keep stinking."

This girl was way too spoiled.

Not only did she physically assault him in front of outsiders, but she also ordered him around like a servant.

Thinking back on all the grievances he had suffered, Andres decided it was time to score a point for himself.

Seeing that he was dead set on defying her, Maeve didn't push it.

"Fine. If something happens to me in there, don't come crying."

She slipped out of bed and headed for the bathroom.

Just as she reached the door, she casually tossed over her shoulder, "Forgot to mention, I think I'm pregnant."

Having dropped the bombshell, Maeve tried to dart into the bathroom as fast as humanly possible.

Sweeping her up into his arms, he marched straight back to the massive bed.

"You wait until now to tell me something this important? You're practically begging for a lesson."

Maeve thrashed against his chest.

"Where are you taking me?"

Andres replied flatly, "Back to bed to rest."

"I've heard the first trimester is extremely high risk. After all the chaos you caused yesterday, God knows what condition the baby is in."

Shoving Maeve under the covers without another word, he immediately called Hans, ordering a doctor to the house.

"Meeting? What meeting? Tell them it's canceled."

"Don't ask questions; just get the medical team here right now."

"Maeve is pregnant. I need to know my girls are safe."

His girls?

Maeve stared at him.

This man's obsession with having a daughter was bordering on the unnatural.