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.

to make him wait wait

No

that t long.

appear in front of

she heard

If you're unwell, go to the hospital.

too uncomfortable to

had 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

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slightly and walked over,

that was scorching to the

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

he felt Maeve's forehead. "Do you have

unwell?"

cool relief

Byron

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

moment Byron held her, though, Maeve's

subconsciously pressed herself against

originally covering her knees, had bunched up to her thighs, revealing a

uncharacteristic boldness and teasing, and finally realized

wrong.

eat before you came here?" Byron

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 was not faring much better with her overly touchy

a deep breath, he pulled Maeve off him and placed her

reach it, Maeve, like

"Byron...

Maeve,

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

Maeve

and him a quick

Maeve pressed her lips against his neck, her voice sweet and sticky like honey. "Kiss me

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 of crumbling under her repeated, soft

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

eyes. He said firmly, "You stay put. I'll take you

He placed Chapter 170

clearly acting like

in her,right mind to

but he certainly had no

Byron spoke, he intended to stand up but

to see a hand gripping

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