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

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

I didn't expect you to come over tonight. I just finished getting your room

way. Besides, I could offer you a better place to live, as compensation." Maeve blinked, caught off guard for a moment, before quickly shaking her head. "Oh, no, no,

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even though we're married, some things should stay separate. But if you're going to insist, fine-do whatever you want "Alright... Maeve bit her lip, feeling the heat rise to her cheeks and

the living room shifted, a subtle tension

a first-aid kit Byron asked, pulling

Yeah, j

nodding before heading to the TV cabinet. She

gave a nod and sank down onto the e

quickly found the first-aid kit and placed it

as he pulled up his shirt, revealing bandages around his abdomen, stained with traces of

a chill run through her. "You should really go to a hospital. No one's chasing you now, so

naive that Byron almost laughed. But just as a hint of a smile crossed his lips, it vanished. He'd spotted something-a tiny red dot in the corner of the living room. He immediately stood up

Maeve

twisted the bear's head, revealing a hidden