Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 354

Natalia's voice rose. "He could've crushed me!"

Maeve's expression didn't change. "Did you die?"

Natalia choked. "If Mr. White hadn't gotten here in time, who knows what would've happened?"

The subtext was loud and ugly: he came running to save me.

Andres immediately looked at Maeve, wanting to explain. He had zero desire to "save" Natalia, and even less desire to touch her.

Maeve gave him a calm, almost bored look—don't worry, I'm not stupid enough to believe her.

Besides, even if Andres had saved Natalia… even if he had something unclean going on with her—Maeve wouldn't feel a thing.

She just wasn't going to tell him that.

He'd whine. And Maeve didn't waste time on useless emotions.

She walked straight into Natalia's room and opened the nightstand drawer by the bed.

With frightening accuracy, she pulled out a small glass bottle—about the size of a travel-shot vial.

"Natalia," Maeve said, holding it up, "care to explain what this is?"

Natalia's face shifted—just slightly.

Then she smoothed it back into place. "It's medicine I use for treatment. What's the problem?"

Maeve popped the cap with one hand and poured out what little remained.

A strange, sharp odor immediately spread through the air.

Lucifer—who had just regained his energy—went berserk the second he caught the scent. He fought like mad against Andres's grip, throwing his body toward the puddle on the floor.

Even Andres, his owner, couldn't control the sudden frenzy.

Andres's voice turned sharp. "Lucifer! Stop!"

But Lucifer didn't hear him. He looked like an addict lunging for the thing keeping him alive—completely unhinged.

Right before Lucifer could reach it, Maeve grabbed him by the neck and yanked him back.

Then she took that spray bottle and hit his head with a rapid series of sprays—ten, twelve, more.

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