The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 61

Maeve's eyes were filled with confusion. "Mr. Mcdaniel, did you just..."

"Go to sleep. Byron threatened. Then, he pulled the blanket over her and left.

Maeve reached out from under the blanket and touched the top of her head with a confused expression. She thought, Did he just kiss me? It must have been an accident, right? He took advantage of me every time. Why would he let me off so easily time But Maeve was really sleepy and did not dwell on this for too long. Soon, she fell asleep.

this

In the kitchen, Byron poured the warm soup from the small pot into a bowl and slowly sipped it. Maeve seemed to be exceptionally talented in making soups. No matter what soup it was, it was always better than others. They tasted delicious. The next morning. Maeve woke up and went to wash up. When she entered the bathroom, she saw Byron sha***g in front of the mirror. There was white foam on his chin. He looked particularly handsome with his superior looks, as though he had stepped out of a painting, even if he was only s***ng.

She found it strange and couldn't help but take a few more glances at him.

Byron slowly glanced over. "Why? Have you never seen a man s***e before?" Maeve nodded. I've never seen it before"

"Do you want to try? Byron asked lazily.

"Try?" Maeve looked at him in surprise. "Don't tell me you want me to..." "Why? Scared?"

why?

Maeve wanted to refuse, but she blurted before she could, "Who says I'm scared?"

After saying that, she was a little vexed. However, she saw Byron's teasing gaze and did not want him to laugh at her. Hence she boldly took the razor in his hand. "Lower your head, or I won't be able to reach you." Maeve gestured at his chin. "Tsk." Byron raised his eyebrows impatiently. He did not immediately lower his head. Instead, he wrapped his hands around her slender waist. With a little effort, he lifted her and placed her on the edge of the sink. Her long legs dangled in the air. Maeve's eyes widened. Before she could react, she was already at eye level with Byron. She could see the faint smile in his

eyes

He

her waist and asked

"You don't have to do this..." she muttered. Then, she held the side of his face and placed the razor close to his jaw. Maeve had never done

Only

to s***r movements were light

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her. Her upper body was slightly tilted toward him, making

Byron lowered

"Is this your first time ***g a man?" Maeve nodded*** him? Aren't you afraid

shook, and blood appeared

on his wound. Im sorry. I'm too nervous." There was a hint of frustration in her eyes as she returned the razor to him. "You should do it yourself. I

known this would happen,

a small cut, I'm not that fragile. But you cutime. You should pay

"Pay

looked ooked at him in a daze. He had asked her to try

pondered for a a few seconds. "Help me s**e

looked at him. Byron's expression was casual as he raised his chin

a mistake.

college entrance examinations, she could only work until she was old enough to marry. Maeve was terrified. She studied hard and did not dare to slack off at all. She was afraid that she would make a mistake.

not have

matter what Maeve did now, she would lose the courage to try again if she

was beating faster than before. She was even more nervous than before. After about

feelings. She threw the razor into his hand. "Then you'd better pray that my skills will improve drastically in the next month so I won't give you a