The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 169

Chapter 170

Marve's eyes gradually widened, filled with disbelief,

Her mind was in chaos, tangled up in a web of confusion.

Could it be that I had misunderstood last night? Had Byron not led to me after all?' she thought.

Not wanting to let her thoughts spiral any further, Maeve left the Pearl Tower and took a cab to the Retro Apartment.

Maeve wondered if Byron was still inside.

As she reached the apartment, her heart was both nervous and hesitant as she unlocked the door.

Maeve

was not quite sure how to face Byron after standing him up.

Maeve wiped the sweat that had trickled down her cheek, suppressing the sudden rush of heat coursing through her, then slipped on her slippers and walked inside.

But after

But just a few steps, her legs suddenly gave out, and she collapsed to the floor.

Luckily, the carpet cushioned her fall, saving her knees from pain.

Maeve tried to get back up, but her hands, braced against the floor, were trembling uncontrollably. It felt as though a hundred ants were gnawing at her from the inside, a sensation too strange for words. me?" she

What's wrong with me?" she thought.

It was an uncomfortable sensation.

Byron's wet

The frosted glass hair glistened beneath the showerhead, with water sliding down to his chiseled brow, enhancing the cold piercing look in his narrow, blade-like eyes.

door of the bathroom was misted over, and the sound of running water gradually came to a stop.

He casually wrapped himself in a blac

f in a black robe, leaving the collar loose, revealing his chiseled chest.

Then, he stepped out of the bathroom.

Immediately, his eyes landed on Maeve, who was curled up on the carpet. Byron's eyes turned cold. "What are you doing here?"

In all these years, no one had dared to stand him up.

make

No

that t long.

in front

lips as she

calm. If you're unwell, go to the hospital. Don't come here and get in

whimpered, too uncomfortable to

no idea what was happening to her, but she felt like she was burning alive as if she were on the brink of collapse. Her Her body felt as

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and

scorching to the

skin on her

Byron frowned as he felt Maeve's forehead. "Do you have a

unwell?"

cheek against the cool relief of his

Byron

was barely coherent and stopped asking questions. He lifted her

moment Byron held her, though, Maeve's discomfort

if there was a magnet in her body. Macve subconsciously pressed herself against Byron and

had bunched up to her thighs,

touch, sensing her uncharacteristic boldness and teasing, and finally realized

wrong.

eat before you came here?"

sweat beading on her nose, her awareness fading, and a hint of grievance in her voice. "I feel terrible, Byron," she said. Byron was

pulled Maeve off him and placed her on the sofa,

reach it, Maeve, like a clingy octopus, wrapped herself around him

"Byron...

Maeve,

I will ask the driver to bring the car around and take you to the hospital" felt like she was about to explode from the heat, and her eyelashes glistened with tears as she pouted, "I don't want to go to the hospital. I want you." Byron hesitated for a moment, and Maeve

Maeve

and him a

her lips against his neck, her voice sweet

tensed up, his lower abdomen tightening. The arm he had wrapped around Maeve's waist suddenly gripped her harder. The last remnants of his rationality were on the verge

moment, Byron-still tried

looked at her tear-filled eyes. He said firmly, "You stay put. I'll take you to the

He placed Chapter 170

clearly acting like

her,right

did not consider himself a gentleman, but he certainly had no interest in taking advantage of her

stand up but suddenly felt

looked down to see a hand gripping the tie

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