The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter

35

"Ow!" Maeve winced as her lower lip was bitten, the pain forcing her to open her mouth.

She thought, 'One mistake leads to another."

Her heart skipped a beat. She wanted to push Byron away, but she was afraid any sudden movement would give away their hiding spot.

To make matters worse, he had been holding her tightly from the start, leaving her.

room to

escape.

Maeve was both embarrassed and frustrated, her grip on his sleeve tightening with each passing second.

She thought about biting him to snap him out of it, but every time she tried, she found herself at a disadvantage.

Byron, still holding her in his arms, shifted slightly and pressed her down onto the flowerbed. His lips barely parted from hers before returning with a deep, intense kiss, as if he was channeling all his pent-up frustration into it. His lips were cool, but every move he made felt like a wildfire, leaving Maeve completely at a loss. Her body, chilled by the night breeze, suddenly felt like it was on fire.

"Mr. Mcdaniel. Maeve finally managed to find a moment to catch her breath. She pushed against his shoulder, her face flushed as she gritted her teeth, "How long are you planning to keep kissing me?"

She thought, 'Why does this man always start kissing me out of nowhere?'

"Weren't you the one who started it?" Byron noticed the glisten at the corner of her lips, pressing his thumb against it and gently rubbing. "What's wrong with me kissing you back?" Maeve slapped his hand away, stumbling over her words, "I-I didn't mean to..."

"Did you 'accidentally' kiss me too?" Byron smirked. "Too many lies ruin the fun. Why not just be honest?" Maeve's mind buzzed. She thought, "I am telling the truth, but why does his tone make it sound like I am the one taking advantage of him? Clearly, he is the one being more outrageous! "I told There's s es someone

over

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there!" The group that hadn't left yet heard Maeve's voice and immediately started closing in on them. "Let's go." Byron's brow furrowed slightly as he grabbed Maeve's hand and led her deeper into the alley. Back at the apartment, they finally managed to lose their pursuers.

felt uneasy about what had just happened and wanted to retreat to her room

had gone unusually pale, with beads of cold sweat

hurriedly, rushing

he had been recovering well, and the intense activity hadn't caused his wound to reopen. Aside from some redness at

said apologetically as she changed his bandage. "I'm sorry for making you carry me

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and she handled him

Do I seem that fragile to

her gaze,

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gaze deep. "Even if we did something more strenuous than what

Maeve replied seriously, meeting his gaze. "Otherwise, all those medicinal soups I've been making for you will have gone to waste." Byron was left

almost to himself

something but holding back. She thought, I am only trying to help him, so why does

she closed the medical kit and hesitated before speaking, "Mr. Mcdaniel, the people chasing us were sent by my ex-boyfriend to come after me. I'm really sorry you got dragged into this."

buttoned up his

"It wasn't your fault, so

of me...

up in this in this

how about making me some pasta?" Byron interrupted.

Maeve

as a small

here, but when you didn't come back,

she got up and

then did Byron have a moment to take in the newly

floor-to-ceiling window was probably something Maeve had bought. Next to it was a small cream-colored cabinet stuffed with snacks. Not only that, but there was also a half-eaten bag of chips left on the glass table. Byron pinched the bridge

she had ordered online were delivered to Pinehurst Apartments, Maeve

them.

since it was daytime, she didn't run into the

hauled the packages back to Byron's apartment, and they almost formed a small mountain in