The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 129

Maeve nearly choked on the pill she had yet to swallow. She quickly took a sip of water, and once the tightness in her throat eased, she cast a bitter glance at Byron. "That was ages ago. Are you still holding a grudge?" "Then why didn't you listen to me? You refused to wear a coat just to look good in the dead of winter, Byron said pointedly.

"I didn't catch this cold from not wearing a coat last time, Maeve argued.

Byron's gaze grew colder. "Who else but you would even think of sleeping on the couch without a blanket in the middle of winter?"

Maeve was at a loss for words, her defiant stance weakening. 'I didn't mean to fall asleep. I just got so wrapped up in my thoughts that I dozed off, she thought. But she didn't say anything more to avoid further reproach. Byron didn't press further. He took the empty cup from her hand and headed for the door.

"Where are you going?" Maeve asked, her gaze lingering on him Perhaps it was because of the illness, but she felt a strong desire to cling to him, reluctant to see him leave.

Byron cast a sidelong glance at her as though he could read her thoughts. "Go back to sleep. I'll be working outside." If he worked in the bedroom, she would never get any rest today.

"Alright." Maeve pulled the blanket up and quietly shrank back under it.

Byron's lips curled into a faint smile as he closed the door behind him.

Once the medicine took effect, Maeve fell asleep again. When she woke up, it was already dark outside. A wall lamp by the bed cast a warm, gentle glow that wasn't harsh on the eyes. In her groggy state, Maeve figured Byron must have turned it on. perhaps afraid she would be startled by waking up to complete darkness.

I'm not a child anymore, Maeve thought, her mind and emotions in disarray. Isn't he in love with Karen? Why is he being so nice to me?' All of this gave her the illusion that she was loved His kindness was like a drug, seeping into her very bones bit by bit until she could no longer resist. But she knew that this kindness was fleeting and wouldn't last forever.

get attached, Maeve thought, determined not to let her emotions

hospital with Karen, Maeve thought in passing before she heard a noise from the

that she was wearing shoes, he put the

away so he wouldn't notice her

Byron walked over and sat down

eaten?"

he responded flatly. "I'm not like you, sleeping like a log" No matter how many times he tried to wake her, she wouldn't rouse, so he decided to let

she muttered softly before lowering her head to

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on the screen. Her initial pleasant mood instantly plummeted. She looked away,

either. Although she felt comforted by his care, it didn't mean she had to debase herself, to put herself beneath him. She couldn't afford to lose herself. Byron glanced at the screen, his brows furrowing slightly. Remembering the look in Marve's eyes that morning, filled with such yearning, his finger hovered over the

stunned, thinking. He actually

her gaze, Byron raised

didn't pick up. She wondered, 'Could it be that he doesn't want to leave me alone while I'm sick?' Maeve felt

medicine, Maeve said to Byron, "Mr. Mcdaniel, I'd like

as Mr. Mcdaniel countless times, but never had it made Byron feel so annoyed. 'She calls that pretty boy Alex, but I'm just Mr.

say?" Byron's eyes narrowed, his

I was kidnapped. I have a habit of noting the license plate number before getting into a car, and I still remember it. "Although the kidnappers

his head. "This matter cannot be reported to the police, and it must not be made public." He looked at Maeve, speaking each word