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.

dared to make him wait wait

No

that t long.

dare she appear in front of me? he

her lips as she heard his voice. "I don't feel

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

too uncomfortable

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 though a fire was raging inside, making her desperate to dive into ice

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Byron frowned slightly and walked over, lifting Maeve up from the

to the

flushed crimson, and the skin on her

felt Maeve's forehead. "Do you

unwell?"

the cool relief of his palm. "It feels...

Byron

stopped asking questions. He lifted her up and carried

her, though, Maeve's discomfort

body. Macve subconsciously pressed herself against Byron and wrapped her slender

bunched up to her thighs, revealing

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

wrong.

you eat before you came here?" Byron asked

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

placed her on the sofa, then

like

"Byron...

Maeve,

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

Maeve

stuck tongue and him a

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

The arm he had wrapped around Maeve's waist suddenly gripped her harder. The last remnants of his rationality were on the verge of crumbling under her repeated,

tried his

tear-filled eyes. He said firmly, "You stay put. I'll take

He placed Chapter 170

was clearly

in her,right

he certainly had no interest in taking advantage of her

he intended to stand up but suddenly

see a hand gripping the tie of his

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