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.

one dared to make

No

that t long.

in front of me?

she heard his voice. "I don't feel

If you're unwell, go to the hospital. Don't come here and get in my way," he

too uncomfortable

but she felt like she was burning alive as if she were on the brink of collapse. Her Her body felt as though a fire was raging inside, making

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slightly and walked over, lifting

scorching to the touch. It was

crimson, and the skin on her neck had turned

this? Byron frowned as he felt Maeve's forehead.

unwell?"

against the cool relief of his palm.

Byron

He lifted her up

Byron held her,

Macve subconsciously pressed herself

up to her thighs, revealing a striking expanse of

uncharacteristic boldness and teasing, and finally realized that

wrong.

what did you eat before you came here?" Byron asked in

fading, and a hint of grievance in her voice. "I feel terrible, Byron," she said. Byron was well aware of Maeve's discomfort. He was not faring much better with her

and placed her on the sofa, then turned to grab the phone

he could reach it, Maeve, like a clingy octopus, wrapped herself around

"Byron...

Maeve,

to explode from the heat, and her eyelashes glistened with tears

Maeve

tongue and him

her voice sweet and sticky like honey. "Kiss me Please kiss me," she

tightening. The arm he had wrapped around Maeve's waist suddenly gripped her harder. The last remnants of his rationality were on

moment, Byron-still tried his best to suppress

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

He placed Chapter 170

was clearly acting like

in her,right

he certainly

intended to stand up but suddenly felt a

looked down to see a hand gripping

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