The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 3

At Pinehurst Apartments Maeve had taken the day off to prepare the room where By big space, but getting it ready had taken up her entire afternoon would soon be staying. It wasn't

After dinner. Maeve started browsing online for some bedding. The prices at the local stores were way too high, while the online options were much more affordable and just as good. "But what style would Mr. McDaniel like she wondered.

Out of courtesy to her soon-to-be roommate, she thought about calling him to ask. That's when it hit her-they hadn't even exchanged phone numbers.

It wasn't her fault: Byron had been so aloof throughout the whole marriage registration process that she'd found him a bit intimidating.

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put away the drying rack, and was about to head back to her room when there was a sudden knock at the door.

She quickly went over and opened it to find Byron standing outside, leaning against the wall. His face was unusually pale, and his expression just as cold as ever.

She glanced around, surprised to see he hadn't brought any luggage. Didn't you bring anything with you?" she asked. puzzled.

Byron's decision to come over had been made on the spur of the moment. Gilbert's people were keeping an eye on his house, and having the doctor visit there would only draw attention to his injury. His other properties were also under surveillance. After considering his options, Maeve's apartment was the only place that wasn't being watched.. Can I come in

"Can

Byron asked, his

Maeve replied, quickly stepping aside when she noticed how unwell he looked. Byron walke walked in, his gaze sweeping over the small but impeccably tidy living room. The decor was simple but charming- flowers on the table, wind chimes by the window, and a few stuffed toys scattered on the couch. The space radiated warmth and life. Despite its modest size, it felt cozier and more inviting than the massive villa he owned in the city's most exclusive neighborhood. For a moment, something flickered in Byron's brown eyes-something he couldn't quite put into words. With Byron's commanding presence filling the space, Maeve couldn't help but feel a bit

stammered. "Um... I didn't expect you to come over tonight. I just finished getting your room ready this afternoon, but I haven't had a chance to buy any furniture or bedding

of your way. Besides, I could offer you a better place to live, as compensation." Maeve blinked, caught off guard for a

then added, almost as an afterthought, "Besides, we're married now. No need to be so formal

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a strange discomfort creeping in. He cleared his throat and looked away Look. even though we're married, some things should stay separate.

the living room shifted, a subtle tension settling

you have a first-aid kit Byron asked, pulling his gaze back to

Yeah, j

heading to the TV cabinet. She didn't bother asking why he hadn't gone to a hospital, clearly, he had

gave a nod and sank down

kit and placed it on

his shirt, revealing bandages around his abdomen, stained with

"You should really go to a hospital. No one's chasing you now,

it vanished. He'd spotted something-a tiny red dot in the corner of the living room. He immediately stood up and walked over to the TV cabinet, grabbing a small stuffed

Maeve

the bear's head, revealing a hidden mini camera