Divorce Failed! My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 977

The truth was, the question baffled Andres as well.

In the past, he had always kept a low profile and handled matters with calculated restraint. Even when dealing with people he despised, he would use subtle, behind-the-scenes tactics.

His entire persona was built on cold, detached elegance.

But ever since Griffin hypnotized him, a set of memories that didn't belong to him had invaded his mind.

It was as if a voice was constantly reminding him that King Kaelan—the absolute monarch who ruled an empire with unquestioned authority—was his true self.

Even though centuries had passed and he no longer commanded an army of a million armored cavalry, the bone-deep supremacy of an emperor had been awakened by the hypnosis.

Facing Maeve's fiercely inquisitive gaze, Andres offered an answer that wasn't really an answer at all.

"Your master said it's a magnetic field effect caused by the hypnosis."

As for what that 'magnetic field effect' actually meant, it probably referred to the bizarre, inexplicable bond between him and Charlie.

Maeve was incredibly sharp, and she instantly decoded the hidden meaning.

Grabbing his sleeve tightly, she asked with urgent anticipation, "Do you have his memories?"

The 'he' she meant, of course, was Charlie.

Andres shook his head with absolute certainty. "No."

Maeve grew frustrated. "But the soufflé you made tasted exactly like his."

Andres replied smoothly, "The cooking skills are likely a subconscious reflex triggered by the magnetic field effect. Just like how you unlock a new ability every time you endure a Heavenly Tribulation."

Catching the deep disappointment on her face, Andres's demeanor suddenly shifted, turning intensely dominant.

"I don't have his memories. But even if I did, I would never tell you."

She glared at him. "Why not?"

"Because I don't want to."

She pressed on, "Why would that bother you?"

Andres sometimes felt Maeve was painfully oblivious when it came to romance.

"There isn't a man on this earth who could tolerate the woman he loves constantly pining over someone else."

Maeve pointed to her stomach. "It's common knowledge that pregnant women get hungry fast. I'm eating for three now."

His attitude instantly softened. "Alright, I'll make it as soon as we get home."

Pushing her luck, she demanded, "I want it to taste exactly like Charlie's."

Andres gritted his teeth. "Whatever flavor you want, that's what I'll make."

She leaned into his shoulder voluntarily. "Andres, I think I'm actually starting to like you."

It took an immense amount of willpower for Andres to keep his emotions in check.

His relentless devotion was finally being reciprocated. The feeling was sweeter than the finest honey.

Over the New Year holidays, Andres canceled all his social engagements. He stayed home every single day, fully embracing the role of the perfect, devoted partner to care for his pregnant girlfriend.

While Andres and Maeve were wrapped in a bubble of domestic bliss, utter chaos was tearing through The Grover Family after losing their massive billion-dollar project.

"It's not that my family refuses to help. It's because Hugh Caldwell orchestrated this behind the scenes. How was I supposed to know Hugh would play so dirty and hand our guaranteed project straight to that White fellow?"