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.

still needs my help with his grandfather. Whatever the reason, I must not get attached, Maeve thought, determined not to let her emotions sway. She threw off

is probably back at the hospital with Karen, Maeve thought in passing before she heard a noise from the living room. She hurried over to find Byron

footsteps and first glanced at her feet. After making sure that she was wearing shoes, he put the phone down and said softly, "Dinner is

some reason, Maeve's eyes grew misty. She gave a brief nod and turned away so he wouldn't notice her reaction. Even if it were just an illusion, she would still find it hard to resist

Byron walked over

you eaten?" Maeve

sleeping like a log" No matter how many times he tried to wake her, she wouldn't rouse, so he decided to let her

choked. "Why the personal attack?" she muttered softly before

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table and saw the name "Karen" on the screen. Her initial

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

ringtone abruptly ceased, leaving Maeve stunned,

her gaze, Byron

pick up. She wondered, 'Could it be that he doesn't want to leave

dinner and taking her medicine, Maeve said to Byron, "Mr. Mcdaniel, I'd like to discuss the kidnapping

it made Byron feel so annoyed. 'She calls that pretty boy Alex,

you want to say?" Byron's eyes narrowed, his voice

a habit of noting the license plate number before getting into a car, and I still remember it. "Although the kidnappers were masked, I can describe their build and height to the

table, and he slowly lifted his head. "This matter cannot be reported to the