The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 137

Chapter 138

If this furniture were spoilt, Maeve wouldn't be able to compensate Byron even if she sold herself.

What was Byron thinking, buying these expensive stuff?

After knowing the value of the furniture, Maeve's heart skipped a beat, let alone throw them away.

Were all these furniture? They were actually worth millions of dollars.

After everything had been moved into her new home, Maeve spent some time arranging and tidying things up. Her gaze stopped on Byron's bed.

What was the difference between a bed worth 4 million dollars and a bed worth 400 dollars?

Since Byron was not around. Maeve fell backward and her body sank into the soft bed.

After enjoying the feel of the bed for a while, Maeve felt sleepy. She felt so comfortable. It was as if she was lying on a cloud, which was of suitable softness. Her entire body was very relaxed.

Moreover, Maeve did not know if it was her imagination, but after so long, there seemed to be a faint cedar fragrance unique to Byron on this bed.

It was faint but it made one's heart itch..

Maeve lay there, feeling surrounded by his aura. She seemed to have drified into a daze.

A ringing sound was heard. There was a call on Maeve's phone.

Maeve took out her phone while she was still in a daze and answered the call,

A handsome and indifferent face immediately appeared on the screen. Behind him was a tall floor-to-ceiling window. This window should be in the office

Maeve was stunned for a moment before realizing that it was a video call.

"Where are you?" Byron asked in a deep voice.

Maeve sat up slightly, thinking that he would find out sooner or later. She said truthfully, "I'm at the house I just rented."

"I gave you two days to consider. I'm not asking you to rent a house

but I

her words, Byron stared at her serious face for a moment and

he want her

opinions and did not take any measurements. Are you

yes, I forgot. I'll go over right after I clean

camera lens happened to show the head of the bed. The extremely familiar pattern

Chapter 138

her. She was in the bed answering the call. Her face suddenly

explain, but Byron had already thought of something when she sat up from the bed. His eyes

His voice was

be doing it

was getting redder and redder, and whose eyes looked nervous. He laughed softly. "We've only been apart for one night, and you miss me so much?" Byron wondered why Maeve actually lay on his

good to agree to go home with me last night. You always don't mean what

body felt warm and reddish. Her eyes were

the difference between this and my bed? Don't get the wrong

slightly. There was a faint smile in his

how she felt just now and

4 hundred dollars and 4

on Byron's face deepened. "Since you're comfortable,

used in the past to her new home. It meant that she had reserved

wondered why Maeve said that she didn't like him and

of yours can tell that I'm thinking about you?" Maeve could not help but

Byron said slowly. "You can sleep first. Come and find me when you

the video call Byron had told her to sleep first, Of course, he was not being considerate. Instead, he was

Byron wished. Maeve went to wash her face, grabbed her bag,

floor of the Mcdaniel Group, the female

that you can

and knocked on the door before entering the

his desk. Instead, he was on the sofa at the bottom of the

attitude and walked over to greet him. "Are you free now? I'll take

She had just slept in his bed, and now she

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