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."

reason, Maeve felt like she had been taught a lesson.

Γι

He did not

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

and slowly sat down on

rolled up his sleeves,

shocked. She couldn't believe

and turned around. With her back facing him, she quickly took off her pajama top and hugged it

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lips and pushed her hair to the front. His gaze ngered on her delicate bones for a moment. Perhaps because she was too nervous, her shoulders trembled slightly. Her back 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 had

you told her you are my wife?"

She wondered if he was questioning her for

still angry so 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 wants to

but she came up 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

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that night when you were drunk? Don't tell me you've forgotten it,"

her to feel awkward, so he deliberately didn't mention it. He didn't

for you to vent your desires. We're not close enough to do that. Please don't treat me like that again,

to be treated like that when she didn't know who he thought she was. It

trembling voice still reesome face was filled with mockery. She wouldn't let him touch her. He wondered who she wanted then.

and his handsome

noticed this. His smile suddenly vanished weren't drunk, I wouldn't be attracted to you," Byron spat out these words coldly. After applying the ointment, he threw it aside and

grew forceful as

heart clenched. She might not

her top. When her burn brushed her clothes, it did not sting like it did in the morning. Instead,

and returned to her room to sleep. The next morning, Lealrasked Maeve to hand over the remade sample clothes as soon as Maeve arrived. After checking Leah's expression turned ugly. The clothes were the same as yesterday's. They were either loose or had obvious flaws.

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