The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 157

What was worse was that Maeve really wanted to pee now.

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Maeve held the corner of her shirt and froze, not daring to move.

Byron saw that her face was about to turn red and she still looked awkward. A trace of teasing appeared in his wrong? Do you need me to help you?" eyes. "What's

"No, thanks!" Maeve was afraid that he was serious, so she quickly shook her head. "I can do it myself. Please don't be creepy!"

When she told him not to be creepy, Byron, who had never been evaluated like this before, narrowed his eyes. "Maeve, do you think it's creepy for your husband to take care of your physiological needs? Are you that heartless?" 12,

He thought that if he was a creep, he would have slept with her long ago.

Hearing the displeasure in his words, Maeve shrank her neck. "No. I know that you're a nice friend."

Byron, who was told to be in her friend zone, was speechless.

His mood became even worse.

"Hurry up. If you dawdle any longer, I'll do it directly," Byron urged with a gloomy expression.

Maeve hesitated for a few seconds before finally giving in. "Turn around. You're not allowed to peek." Byron sneered. "Which part of you is worth me peeking at? You're flattering yourself."

but his arms were behind

in grievance. She had never felt so awkward

thought, 'Why can't I be

the washroom. He was not embarrassed at all but was even in the mood

tease me.

losses because

Maeve endured the shame in her heart while solving her biological needs, her face was burning. She felt utterly uncomfortable

so soft that it was

saw her bright red

meant that she was

raised his hands and held her slender and soft waist, After lifting her up slightly,

around and washed her hands, not daring to look him

me back, thank

Byron did

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while, Magve could not

standing two steps away from her with his arms crossed, looking at

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