Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 653

Having consumed too much alcohol, Naomi was completely blacked out. So, Maeve booked her a room at The Imperial.

By the time she left, night had fallen. The late autumn air was chilly, making her shiver as the cold seeped into her bones.

Two honks echoed from a short distance away. Glancing toward the sound, she spotted a car. The man sitting in the passenger seat was Andres White. He had rushed back to Aethelburg with Murray the moment his meetings in Lumiere City concluded, temporarily leaving Hans to handle the fallout.

Andres pushed the door open and walked toward her. Seeing her trembling, he thoughtfully draped his wool coat over her shoulders. "It's freezing out. Why aren't you wearing more?"

It was only when he got close that he noticed her hazy eyes and the unnatural flush on her cheeks. "Have you been drinking?"

Maeve simply stared at him. His body heat still lingered on the coat wrapped around her, warm and comforting, carrying a faint trace of his signature woody cologne. He seemed quite fond of that scent—deep, rich, and utterly intoxicating in the misty night.

Andres rarely saw her look at him like that, and for a moment, he was caught off guard. "What's wrong, Maeve?"

A wicked glint flashed in her eyes. Perhaps it was the alcohol, but the man standing before her practically radiated pure masculine magnetism. She stood on her tiptoes, looping one arm around his neck while her other hand tilted his chin. Before Andres could react, she planted a kiss on his lips. Her tongue parted his mouth with aggressive grace, claiming his territory like a bold conqueror.

As the taste of alcohol flooded his mouth, Andres finally realized he was being thoroughly ravished. This little temptress never failed to surprise him. He wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, deepening the kiss. Their bodies remained tangled together as they stumbled into the car.

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