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

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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.

and wanted to retreat to her room

she noticed Byron's face had gone unusually pale, with beads of cold sweat forming at his temples.

Mcdaniel, wait on the sofa for a moment," Maeve said hurriedly, rushing to grab the first aid kit and

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

strenuous right now," Maeve said apologetically as she changed his bandage. "I'm sorry for making you carry me for so long." 08:52

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she handled him with extra care

glanced at her. "What? Do I seem

lowered her gaze, staying

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

to let your wound heal completely," Maeve replied seriously, meeting his gaze. "Otherwise, all those medicinal soups I've been making for you will have gone

leaned back on the sofa, his voice low and almost to himself "Talking to you is

thought, I am only trying to help him, so why does he

Mcdaniel, the people chasing us were sent by my ex-boyfriend to come after me. I'm really sorry you got dragged into this." They

buttoned up his shirt,

replied calmly, "It wasn't your fault, so there's no need to

of me...

got caught up in this

for your ex-boyfriend, how about making me some pasta?" Byron interrupted. "I haven't

Maeve

a little as a small smile tugged

a big meal this afternoon to thank you for letting me stay here, but when you didn't come back, I put half of it in the fridge. I

up and headed to the

a moment to take in the

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 of his nose, thinking, "This

online were delivered to Pinehurst

them.

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

Byron's apartment, and they almost formed a small mountain in the