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 him

No

that t long.

front of me? he

her lips as she heard his voice.

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

too uncomfortable

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

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something was off, Byron frowned slightly and walked over, lifting

that was scorching to the touch. It was damp

and the skin on her neck had turned a rosy pink,

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

unwell?"

rubbed her cheek against the cool

Byron

was barely coherent and stopped asking questions. He lifted her

held her, though, Maeve's

there was a magnet in her body. Macve subconsciously pressed herself against Byron and wrapped her slender arms

knees, had bunched up to her thighs, revealing a striking

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

wrong.

what did you eat before you came here?" Byron

her awareness 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

Maeve off him and placed her on the sofa, then turned to

it, Maeve, like a clingy octopus, wrapped herself

"Byron...

Maeve,

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

Maeve

tongue and

her voice sweet and sticky like

tightening. The arm he had wrapped around Maeve's waist suddenly gripped her

the last moment, Byron-still tried his best to suppress his

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

He placed Chapter 170

clearly acting

her,right mind to

but he certainly had no interest in

but suddenly felt a tight grip

hand gripping the tie

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