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

lemonade, swallowing without changing his expression, thinking. It

was drinking the best

or something

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

him. "Wanna try? It's

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Chapter 25

thing about cleanliness and never shared drinks with

pure bliss on her face made him suspicious. Is there

asked that Maeve realized she might've

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

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distant expression on his face softened just a bit in that moment. Maeve's eyes widened, and

She th

She in

seriously just drink from it?

the fruit. The taste wasn't anything special, but it wasn't bad either. The fruit

face turning crimson and her eyes full of shock, Byron raised an

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

her juice cup in

that at all! And what do you mean we've already kissed? Don't

irked Byron, and his eyes turned cold. "Then maybe don't offer

juice

7-

realized she had

clamped her mouth shut, sulking. Now she was stuck holding the half-finished juice, unsure whether to drink

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

two of them walked in awkward silence for quite a

him, "I need to pick something up. Are you coming in?"

וויוי

for you, but

dashed off without looking

way am I walking back

wanted to get

decisive, picking what she needed and

that really you? A surprised voice called out behind

the chilly autumn weather, walking over with a smile.

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