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.

until Maeve before bed that she received a definite reply. She got out of bed and sent Byron a message: [By the way, should I buy gifts for you to bring over tomorrow? That way, it will look more formal and can scare my parents?] Byron: [You I can handle it yourself. I'm very

dimmed Going home to see her parents with had given her an illusion that

tomorrow, she could not help but look forward to it. At least it would come to a good end. The next morning.

Chapter 64

Byron a message asking if he was still at 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

but to call him, but no one answered. She glanced at the clock. It was half past

After

still could could not get through to Byron. She could only message him to say

The Reese family's

the city center and was near the suburbs. It was a house left behind by Maeve's

not move to the more prosperous city center and had always lived

Scott was a

was cooking in the

the treatment that her younger brother, Horace, received at home. She

"Maeve, you're back. Your father's signature dish is 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

lunch.

Your father

anything. They smiled and pushed Maeve out of the kitchen. When Maeve left, Valda said quietly to Scott, "It's 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

that it would be inconvenient for him as he was working. Hence, she sent him a message to ask where he was. However, there was no reply for a long time.

was as though they were celebrating. Score and Valda were also smiling. They were so enthusiastic that Maeve felt at a

Maeve's parents still asked about

driver, why is he so busy on the weekends that he doesn't even have time to accompany his wife home for a meal?" Scott asked with a frown while holding

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

and forced a smile. "He's more ambitious and

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