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

sip of the lemonade, swallowing without changing

up, like she was drinking the best

the drink, or something else?

too long, because Maeve

she offered it to him. "Wanna try? It's actually

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Chapter 25

usually had a thing about cleanliness and never shared drinks with

made him suspicious. Is there something

she asked that Maeve realized she

back, Byron leaned down and took a sip

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out slightly. The normally cool and distant expression on his face softened just a bit in

She th

She in

"Did he seriously just drink from it? Isn't that basically an indirect

anything special, but it wasn't

turning crimson and her eyes full of shock,

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

crushed her juice

we've already kissed? Don't make it

and his eyes turned cold.

juice

7-

she had

she was stuck holding the half-finished juice,

thought. Why did I even ask if he wanted a sip? I really dug myself into

walked in awkward silence for quite

a clothing store, Maeve stopped and turned to him, "I need to pick something up.

וויוי

but

off without

am

many sneakers, so she wanted

she needed

Is that really you? A surprised

chilly autumn weather, walking

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