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!"

the lemonade, swallowing without changing his expression,

like she was drinking the best thing in

something else? Hers really looks like it tastes

a bit too long, because Maeve noticed and assumed he wanted

offered it to him. "Wanna

Mon, Oct

Chapter 25

about cleanliness and never shared drinks with

face made him suspicious. Is

asked that Maeve realized she might've crossed a

as she was about to pull her hand back, Byron leaned down

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The normally cool and distant expression on his face softened

She th

She in

seriously just drink from it? Isn't

The taste wasn't anything special, but

her eyes full

me you're getting worked up over some silly indirect kiss' nonsense." He scoffed lightly. "We've kissed before, and now you're blushing over a sip of

crushed her juice cup in

mean we've already kissed? Don't make it sound like there's something going on between

dismissive tone irked Byron, and his eyes turned cold. "Then maybe

your juice next

7-

realized she had made a

shut, sulking. Now she was stuck holding the half-finished

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

in awkward silence for

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

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you, but only for

dashed off without

thought. No way am

sneakers, so she wanted

decisive, picking what she needed

you? A surprised voice called

turned to see a short-haired girl in a sparkly mini-skirt, despite the chilly autumn weather, walking over

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