The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 64

At this moment, Maeve put away the gifts and looked up at Byron. "Mr. Mcdaniel, where do you want to keep these..." "Throw them away, Byron said coldly. Without looking at her again, he walked to the master bedroom.

Maeve was stunned by his sudden coldness. She stood rooted to the ground in a daze, wondering why he was suddenly

angry

She didn't think it was the gifts because his cold attitude seemed to be directed at her. But she hadn't done anything to make him angry. Maeve pursed her lips at how volatile Byron was, wondering if he would still do the dishes tonight.

Byron was a trustworthy person. He had promised to help her share the housework. Even though he wore a cold expression, he still headed to the sink after dinner. Maeve went to the balcony to check on her vegetables. As she expected, she soon heard a clang from the kitchen. A plate was shattered again.

Sh

She took a deep breath, wanting to go to the kitchen to take a look. However, when she thought of how cold and indifferent Byron was to her at the dining table, she felt depressed.

Forget it, Maeve thought. She poked at the leck, her eyes filled with disappointment. She didn't like this feeling. wondered if he would still keep his promise about accompanying her home on Saturday.

She

She

Maeve thought about it and decided Byron probably wouldn't go back on his word. So far, he had done everything he had promised. Even the small matter of agreeing to treat her to drinks had returned to daily frequency after he was discharged from the hospital. This gave Maeve the illusion that they were really married. However, she also knew that it was impossible.

In the blink of an eye, it was Saturday. Maeve had specially sent a message to ask Byron the day before to see if he was still willing to eat with her and her parents.

Byron replied very late. There was only one word: [Yes]

Maeve heaved a sigh of relief. It was good that he still remembered this. She set a time with him to set off for the Reese family's house at ten o'clock tomorrow morning. They would arrive at about eleven o'clock, just in time for lunch. This time, Byron did not reply.

definite reply. She got out of bed and sent Byron a message: [By the way, should I buy gifts for you to bring over

had given

phone, feeling inexplicably melancholic. However, when she thought of what would happen tomorrow, she could not help but look forward to it. At least it would come to a good end. The next morning. Maeve went out to buy fruits and gifts. It was almost ten o'clock when she

Chapter 64

work. Previously, when she knocked on the master bedroom door, there was no response, so she guessed that he had not returned since last night. After about half an hour, Byron still did

choice but to call him, but no one

After

through to Byron. She could only message him to say that she would go over first. He could go straight

The Reese family's

quite far from the city center and was near

did not move to the

Scott was a

noon. Scott was cooking in the

was the treatment that her younger brother, Horace,

almost ready too. Go wash your hands and prepare to eat." there anything I can help with?" For some reason, Maeverything ready." Valda looked behind Maeve as she chased her away. "Where's your husband? Didn't he come with you?" T little reserved. "No need. Just wait for I ther and I will "He's still at work. He will only come over later," Maeve

lunch.

Your father

a little strange that her poor husband didn't come back with her. Scott was cooking and looked impatient. "Why do you care so much? Won't we know if he will come later? If he doesn't come, we'll inform

dining room and took out her phone to call Byron, but she was worried that it would be inconvenient for him as he was working. Hence, she sent him a message to ask where he

It was as though they were celebrating. Score and Valda were also smiling. They were so enthusiastic that Maeve felt at a loss for no reason. She had been mentally prepared before coming, but none of the

still

driver, why is he so busy on the weekends that he doesn't even have time to accompany his wife home

at the time. "It's almost one o'clock. Looks like he's not lucky enough to

grip on her fork and forced a smile. "He's

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