The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 75

Byron sat on the sofa in the living room. There was a computer on his lap and he was handling some leftover documents. When he heard Maeve, he didn't even look up and replied calmly, "No." "Oh, okay." Maeve frowned and walked to the trash can to take a look. She looked worried. "Did I accidentally throw it away?" She didn't see it in the trash can, so she went to the sofa to search again, Byron seemed to be annoyed by her. He said in a low voice, "I have a burn ointment in my room. Go get it yourself. Don't disturb me."

"Oh, okay!" Maeve hurriedly went to his room to get the ointment and then went into the bathroom. She didn't come out even after half an hour.

Byron's typing gradually slowed. He squinted at the screen, but he was glancing sideways at the bathroom. A few minutes

done?" later, he got up from the sofa and went to the bathroom to knock on the door. "Maeve, are you

Maeve was still struggling with the ointment. She was so hot that sweat gathered on her nose. "I'll be done soon."

Byron was expressionless. I can't wait. Come out."

Maeve was speechless. Feeling aggrieved, she got dressed again and opened the bathroom door with the ointment in her

nand. hand.

Byron walked past her and closed the door.

Maeve could only wait by the door for him to come out before going in again. She still had to wash her hands after applying the ointment, so she did not go back to her room to apply it. However, it would take her a long time to apply ointment to her burn Byron came out of the bathroom very quickly.

Maeve hesitated for a long time. Seeing that he was about to leave, she called out to him softly, "M-Mr. Mcdaniel, can I ask you for a favor?"

Byron stopped and looked at her emotionlessly.

"I can't reach my back by myself. Can you help me apply the ointment?" Maeve's ears heated up as she mustered the courage to ask him.

past, she

In the she would never have asked. However, compared to her hand cramping in the bathroom, she would only have to show her back to him. There was nothing to be shy about. Byron snorted. "And I thought you'd rather die before you ask for help."

felt like she had been taught a lesson. She

Γι

He did not

continue to mock her. "Go to the living room." After that, he walked toward the

and slowly sat down

up his sleeves, he watched lazily as

shocked. She couldn't believe

hugged it in front of her. It made her feel a little safe. "I-I'm done." Her voice was

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looked fragile and beautiful, as though she was at Tairy. Byron's dark eyes darkened, but he did not do anything. He applied the ointment to her burn and slowly spread it with his fingertips. His fingertips were warm, a stark contrast to the cool skin on Maeve's back. Maeve even

that you told her you are

She wondered if he was questioning

her tone was a little bad. "She wanted to know what our relationship is, so I told her the truth. Can't I? You are the one who

with such a long answer. "Maeve, why are you angry?" Hearing this. Maeve froze. Her fingers tightened around her pajama top. "What am I angry about, Mr. Mcdaniel? I should ask you

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you do that night when you were drunk? Don't tell me you've forgotten

"I remember. So?" He didn't want her to feel awkward, so he deliberately didn't mention it. He didn't expect her to

"Mr. Mcdaniel, I'm not a tool for you to vent your desires. We're not close enough to do that. Please

she didn't hate his touch, she didn't want to be treated like that when she

mockery. She wouldn't let him touch her. He wondered who she wanted then. Perhaps that brat from

and his handsome

to you," Byron spat out these

grew forceful as he applied

his room. Her heart clenched.

pursed her lips and carefully put on her top. When her burn brushed her clothes, it did not sting like it

across her heart, but she did not think too much about it and returned to her room to sleep. The next morning, Lealrasked Maeve to

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