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!"

lemonade, swallowing without changing his expression, thinking. It tastes

Maeve's face lit up, like she was drinking the best thing in the

it the drink, or something else?

too long, because Maeve noticed and assumed he wanted a

him. "Wanna try?

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Chapter 25

had a thing about cleanliness and never

him suspicious.

asked that Maeve realized

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

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

She th

She in

drink from it? Isn't that basically an indirect

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

Marve's face turning crimson and her eyes full of

over some silly indirect kiss' nonsense." He scoffed lightly. "We've

nearly crushed her juice cup in her

you mean we've already kissed? Don't make it sound like there's

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

your juice next

7-

had made a

she was stuck holding the half-finished juice,

ask if he wanted a sip? I really

of them walked in awkward silence

need to pick something up. Are you coming in?" "No."

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wait for you, but only

off without

thought. No way am I walking back

so she wanted to

picking what she needed and

that really you? A surprised voice called

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

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