The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 146

Every was no exception.

girl hoped to be remembered in the best light by the person she liked, and Mac

When her face was first injured, she still had the mood to joke around with Bonnie. But as the days passed and the wound showed no signs of healing, she began to feel an underlying anxiety that it might leave a permanent scar. It was the last image she wanted Byron to see.

"Don't touch it." Byron frowned and reprimanded, gripping Marye's wrist to prevent her from reaching her scar. "Your hands have a lot of bacteria on them. Do you want to ruin your face?"

With her eyes red, Maeve turned her head, only to be forcibly tuned back by his grip on her chin. Frustrated, she glared at him fiercely. "What do you want? Is it amusing to tease me? Do you want to see me in such a terrible state?" As she spoke, her voice caught in her throat. In a burst of anger, she bit down hard on his thumb.

Byron watched her silently, neither moving nor stopping her. It wasn't until he noticed her grip loosening that he coldly said. "What's the point of wearing something like that?"

Feeling bold. Maeve said, "I can wear it if I want to! It's none of your business!"

To her surprise, Byron didn't get angry; instead, he laughed. "I can't control you, but who do you want to be in charge? That pretty boy?"

"That's my freedom. Don't you think you're overstepping? Macve looked straight into his deep eyes. "I haven't interfered with you and Karen, so why do you feel you can control me!*

The air in the car froze for a moment. Byron's grip on her chin varied between gentle and firm. After a moment, he said coldly. Just because you're in the same household as me does that reason suffice?"

Maeve had expected him to say, "I'm yound, so I have the right to control you Hearing his words instead nearly choked her. She thought, 'What kind of reason is that?"

She didn't want to argue with him over something so trivial and reached for the veil beside her. With a quick flick of his fingers, Byron sent the veil straight into the trash can.

"Byron Mcdaniel!" Maeve was furious. "Is this how you want to see me humiliated? What exactly am I doing to bother you? Haven't you already taken enough revenge for Karen!" It felt like he was twisting the knife when Karen was already bullying Byron's deep eyes fixed on her. "Am I taking revenge for Karen? Maeve Reese, do you have any conscience left?

silence, her eyes red and puffy, the corners tinged with a hint of pink. Byron closed his eyes briefly, suppressing the frustration that surged within him. He said in a low

you know my

he paused for several seconds. "If your wound

face like this if I had a choice. With that thought, she scoffed, "Karen did this to my face, and while I've been lying in

to care. Is it because Mr. Mcdaniel wants to see me again, or do you need something from me as

into the depths of Byron's eyes, resembling an icy,

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insincere?"

As soon as the words left her lips, the temperature in the car plummeted to freezing

assistant, Archer couldn't stand by and watch; he cautiously said, "Ms. Reese, you might have misunderstood Mr. Mcdaniel. He has been extremely busy with company affairs these past few days, hardly finding any time to rest, and he's been focused on helping you

before he could continue. Archer quickly went silent

his seat.

expression momentarily froze as she thought, 'Reinvestigating the kidnapping? Is Byron looking into the kidnapping case again? Didn't he

thought, the driver's timid voice came

Where are we? Maeve

her eye was a series of beautifully arranged flower arches flanked by expansive grassy areas and topiary sculptures, all surrounding a grand double-tiered fountain in the center. The car stopped before an emerald green townhouse, its modern-style eaves shimmering in

Byron, "Why did you

didn't even glance up, his tone as cold as ever. "Bringing

his home was this one. The mention of "going home and bringing her home" felt like a small hammer gently tapping Maeve's heart and stirring sweetness and

momentarily stunned, but when she returned to her senses, Byron exited the car and approached her

her eyes reflecting uncertainty. "What about

at her scar; he said, "I have a star on

that on your back!" Maeve grumbled in

"Would you stop being yourself just because of