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

of the lemonade, swallowing without changing his

up, like she was drinking the best thing in the world, he

it the drink, or something else? Hers really looks

because Maeve noticed and assumed

thinking, she offered it to him. "Wanna try?

Mon, Oct

Chapter 25

a thing about cleanliness and never shared drinks

face made him

that Maeve realized

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

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slightly. The normally cool and distant expression on

She th

She in

drink from it? Isn't that

anything special, but it wasn't bad either.

Marve's face turning crimson and her eyes full of

tell 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

nearly crushed her juice cup in

mean we've already

tone irked Byron, and his eyes

your juice next

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had made

Now she was stuck holding the

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

in awkward silence

a clothing store, Maeve stopped and turned to him, "I need to pick something up. Are you coming in?" "No."

וויוי

but only for

off without looking

am I walking

she wanted

she needed and heading to the checkout in just

really you? A surprised voice called

the chilly autumn weather, walking over with a smile. "I almost didn't recognize

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