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.

one dared to make him wait wait

No

that t long.

in front of me?

her lips as she heard his voice.

to the hospital. Don't come here and

whimpered, too

happening to her, but she felt like she was burning alive as if she were on the brink of collapse.

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off, Byron frowned slightly and walked over, lifting Maeve up

that was scorching to the

was flushed crimson, and the skin on her neck had turned

up like this? Byron frowned as he felt Maeve's forehead. "Do you have

unwell?"

the cool relief of his palm. "It

Byron

was barely coherent and stopped asking questions. He lifted her up and carried her toward the

Byron held her, though,

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

dress, originally covering her knees, had bunched up

boldness and

wrong.

before you came here?" Byron

on her 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 turned to grab the phone

it, Maeve, like a clingy octopus, wrapped

"Byron...

Maeve,

felt like she was about to explode from the heat, and her eyelashes glistened with tears

Maeve

stuck tongue and

sweet and sticky like honey. "Kiss

her words, Byron's entire body 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

last moment, Byron-still tried

sofa and looked at her tear-filled eyes. He said

He placed Chapter 170

clearly acting

her,right

himself a gentleman, but he certainly had

but suddenly felt a tight grip around his

to see a hand gripping the

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