The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 156

Maeve's beautiful teary eyes were filled with tears. When she heard what Byron said, she immediately sniffed. "Why don't you try it and see if it hurts?"

She had been dragged away by the motorcycle for quite a distance. Now, the wounds hurt so much that she seemed to be about to lose consciousness. She held it in and did not scream.

Byron's fixed his eyes on her pitiful face and his lips pursed slightly.

"Take a shortcut back to Nightfall Manor. Archer, call Dr. Harold Foster and tell him to wait there," Byron instructed seriously.

Archer, the chauffeur in the front seat, immediately replied, "Okay, Mr. Mcdaniel."

Byron lowered his head slightly and used a pair of scissors to cut off Maeve's bloodstained socks to prevent the blood and flesh from adhering more tightly, which would not be conducive to cleaning the wounds. After the socks were torn off the wounds, the wounds that had already stopped bleeding began to bleed again.

Maeve pursed her lips tightly and did not make a single sound throughout the entire process. She only gripped her sleeves so tightly that they turned pale.

Byron pressed down on the bleeding wounds with gauze and looked at her in surprise. "You can scream if it hurts. No one will laugh at you."

"It doesn't hurt that much." Maeve exhaled softly. "It's still bearable."

Seeing that she was pretending to be calm, Byron did not expose her. He asked in a nonchalant tone, "Why did your parents ask you to go home?"

"How do you know that I didn't go home voluntarily?" Maeve could not help but be curious.

"You wouldn't look for trouble for no reason," Byron said casually. He pressed a new piece of clean gauze on her wounds. Maeve moved her ankles uncomfortably, but he held them down. "Stop moving."

His warm fingers pressed against her cold ankles. The overly clear touch made her gradually numb, and she forgot to avoid him.

Maeve took a deep breath and calmed herself down before answering his question. "Yes, they did ask me to go home."

"For what?" Byron asked.

Maeve pursed her lips and did not speak.

These days, she had never forgotten the gap between her and Byron. She just didn't think about it so often.

What Horace and her parents said made her realize once again that she and Byron had never belonged to the same class.

He was the only heir of a prominent family with a strong background.

As for Maeve, she was about to lose her home.

for so long that Byron's gaze on her

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Maeve's wound, he said to Byron respectfully, "Ms. Reese just needs to apply medicine to her injured parts for a few days, and she'll be fine. She'll have to keep water away from the abrasions for three days to avoid infection. Also, she'll need to use the medicine on time." "Okay. Thank you." Byron nodded slightly.

Garcia left with the first

bedroom suddenly

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on her palm and said self-deprecatingly, "It seems that Ms. Mason was right. I

injured several times in

returned from his call and handed her the ice pack. "Press it on your

and did

her swollen and hot wrist

to ease the tension, but when she recalled what

she would not forget what he had done before because of this. However, before she could say anything, Byron spoke, "Maeve, have you been avoiding me recently?" Maeve froze slightly and subconsciously shook her head. "No. You're thinking too

her avoiding look and sneered.

sharp gaze

was related to me." Byron's expression was serious. "Alex has been investigating that matter

"Why don't you tell me why you're suspecting me now?

slowly frowned. "I'm

telling

that Karen poisoned me, which almost ruined my face, but he still chose to side with Karen without hesitation.

There's no need

stared at her gloomily, asking, "Then why are

asked. "Other than eating together, you're never around. How can you say that

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end of the year, the company was busy. Byron even had to make time

time to

eyebrows. "Is that so? Then where is your design? Let me take

became guilty. "It's not done yet. Wait a little longer..." Byron almost laughed

long, but it's still not