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.

dared to make

No

that t long.

she appear in front

slipped from her lips as she heard his

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

too

alive as if she were on the brink of collapse.

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

skin that was scorching to the touch. It

her neck had turned a

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

unwell?"

cool relief of his

Byron

asking questions. He lifted her up and carried

her,

was a magnet in her body. Macve subconsciously

knees, had bunched up to her

her uncharacteristic boldness and teasing, and

wrong.

you came here?" Byron asked in a

to eat anything right now!" Maeve said, feeling uncomfortable, sweat beading on her nose, 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

deep breath, he pulled Maeve off him and placed her on the sofa, then turned to grab the phone from

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

"Byron...

Maeve,

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 seized the opportunity, burying her face in

Maeve

tongue and

pressed her lips against his neck, her voice sweet and sticky like

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

Byron-still tried his best to

on the sofa and looked at her tear-filled eyes. He

He placed Chapter 170

was clearly acting

in her,right

gentleman, but he certainly had no interest in taking advantage of her

up but suddenly

to see a hand gripping the tie

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