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,

saw the way Maeve's face lit up, like she was drinking the best thing in the world, he couldn't help but

it the drink, or something

long, because Maeve noticed and assumed he

him.

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Chapter 25

a thing about cleanliness and never

the pure bliss on her face made him suspicious. Is there something special in that

asked that Maeve realized

to pull her hand back, Byron leaned down and took a

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expression on his face softened just a bit in that

She th

She in

from it? Isn't that basically an indirect

special, but it wasn't bad

and her eyes full of shock, Byron raised an

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

crushed her juice cup in

And what do you mean we've already kissed? Don't make it

eyes

your juice next

7-

had made a

stuck holding

he wanted a sip?

walked in awkward silence

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

וויוי

but only for

dashed off

thought. No way am

so she wanted to get another pair

picking what she needed and

A surprised voice called

short-haired girl in a sparkly mini-skirt, despite the chilly autumn weather,

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