Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 963

Pregnant women didn't just have big tempers; they got hungry incredibly fast.

Given Maeve's current physical condition, she genuinely didn't have the energy to keep arguing over nonsense.

Besides, she had just been deliberately trying to give Andres a hard time.

It was the classic case of taking advantage of someone's indulgence.

Because she knew Andres would spoil her, just like Charlie always had.

Somewhere deep down, she had already merged the two of them into one entity.

Comfortably carried into the dining room, she was greeted by a table full of authentic Northern Cuisine.

There was even the Snowy Soufflé she had been craving so much.

"Doesn't Jasmine struggle with Northern Cuisine?"

She picked up a piece of Snowy Soufflé and popped it into her mouth. As she chewed, her movements gradually slowed down.

She looked at Andres, a glimmer of tears shimmering in her eyes.

This taste was exactly the same as Charlie's cooking.

"You..."

The words were right on the tip of her tongue, but her voice caught in her throat, refusing to come out.

Andres asked tentatively, "Is it not good?"

Maeve swallowed hard. "Did you make these?"

Andres didn't deny it. "It's my first time trying to cook Northern dishes, actually."

Maeve fought back her tears. After finishing the Snowy Soufflé, she tasted the other dishes one by one.

With every bite, the overwhelming familiarity dragged up memories of the past.

By the time she reached the final dish, the tears finally slipped down her cheeks.

She stared intensely at Andres, a bold hypothesis forming in her mind.

"Is... is it you? Are you back?"

Andres wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his thumb, his voice melting with absolute devotion.

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