The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 25

Chapter 25

"Yep. Byron replied.

"Then why didn't you remind me? Maeve pressed on.

"You didn't ask."

Maeve Mae was

left speechless.

She pressed her lips together in frustration. She didn't want to turn back after running just a little bit, so she tried another approach. "Mr. Mcdaniel, how about I treat you to some drinks, and you teach me Byron nodded reluctantly. "Alright."

After a short break. Maeve started running again, matching Byron's pace.

Following the posture and breathing technique he taught her, she found the run noticeably easier this time and managed to keep going for longer.

After completing two laps, Byron was the first to stop.

"That's enough for today. Keep running like this, and in two weeks, we'll see if you need to adjust the intensity," he said.

Panting heavily, Maeve wiped the sweat from her neck and glanced at Byron, who looked perfectly composed, "Are you sure you're okay? Your injury didn't act up, did it?" "hope" Byron kept his hands in his pockets, his tone cool and indifferent. This amount of exercise isn't enough make it

worse

"That's a relief"

They walked slowly side by side as the cool night breeze took away some of the lingering heat from their run.

Passing a beverage shop. Maeve turned and asked, "I'll grab something. What kind of drinks do you want, how about some sports drinks?"

Byron wasn't interested in sugary, artificial drinks. He simply replied, "I don't drink that stuff

Maeve noticed his disdain and fell silent, thinking, 'Has he seriously never had this kind of drinks before?"

when they

left the shop, Maeve handed him a cup of lemonade. "Here, I got you some lemonade"

Byron raised an eyebrow slightly, gave her a quick glance, then took the cup.

Maeve took a big gulp of her juice, immediately feeling her fatigue melt away.

so good!" she

took a sip of the lemonade, swallowing without changing his expression, thinking. It tastes

like she was drinking the best thing in

the drink, or something else? Hers really looks like it

he stared a bit too long, because Maeve

it to him. "Wanna

Mon, Oct

Chapter 25

had a thing about cleanliness and never shared drinks

face made him suspicious.

asked that Maeve realized she might've crossed

was about to pull her hand back, Byron leaned down and took a sip directly from her

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normally cool and distant expression on his face softened just a bit in that moment. Maeve's eyes widened, and her face quickly flushed bright

She th

She in

just drink from it? Isn't that basically an

wasn't anything special, but it

her eyes full of shock, Byron raised an

some silly indirect kiss' nonsense." He scoffed lightly. "We've kissed before, and

juice

at all! And what do you mean we've

tone irked Byron, and his eyes turned cold.

your juice next

7-

she had

her mouth shut, sulking. Now she was stuck holding

did I even ask if he wanted a sip? I really dug myself

them walked in awkward

to him, "I need to pick something up. Are you coming in?" "No." Byron's response was

וויוי

wait for you, but only

dashed off without looking

No way am I walking

wanted to get another pair

needed

really you? A surprised voice called

in a sparkly mini-skirt, despite the chilly autumn

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