The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 191

Maeve was sarcastic as her words had an inexplicable sense of joy. She was like a sulking penguin, unsure of how to exp himself. Instead, she could only discreetly poke at others and bury his head in their soft bellies to hide. express

Byron had rarely been mocked like that, but he was not angry at all. He remained silent. He then raised his hand and knocked on the panel. "Archer, give him my schedule for the next few days," Byron said. Archer immediately replied, "Okay, Mr. Medaniel."

Once the partition was lowered, Maeve took the itinerary from Archer and glanced at Byron frownly. Seeing Byron, she had no intention of explaining as she could only look down.

A few thin schedules were densely packed with Byron's daily schedules. His schedule started at six-thirty in the morning and ended at eleven-thirty in the evening. His time for resting was less than two hours in total, including his meal time.

For the past few days, Byron had revolved around the "West City Development Project Maeve had unintentionally come across news that several well-established companies were competing for the project.

Maeve realized Byron was not avoiding her on purpose, but he was in a real busy.

"Add Archer's WhatsApp," Byron spoke to Maeve.

Stunned, Maeve replied, "Why?"

In the future, he'll send you my daily schedule, Byron sneered. In case you're suspicious and think that I'm deliberately giving you a cold war," he added. Mave felt hesitant as she then said, "I don't think that's necessary..." "Why not? Don't you think I've neglected you? Byron asked.

Meave only remained silent..

Maeve inwardly cursed the small-minded man, though her face showed no expression. "Let's say I misunderstood this time. But what about the times before? Don't you intend to ignore me on purpose?" she said. Byron frowned and did not say anything.

Maeve smiled and said, "You always act like this during our arguments. I can't help but feel that you're in a cold war with me this time. Isn't that just normal?"

reason for having dinner with other

be locked in a room and argue with you until dark rather than be left alone like this," she added. "Otherwise, each time you walk away unhappily, I'll think it as you waging

window, the lights and shadows intertwined and flowed to Byron's sharp face. It was difficult to know his emotions. However, Maeve did not expect him to listen to her words. With his position, he was used to controlling the dominant

Perhaps that was the disadvantage of being incompatible, Maeve thought pessimistically. She then looked up and

of the car.

them walked in one after another. Neither of them took the initiative to break the silence. It was not until they entered the bedroom that Byron slowly turned around

continue," Byron suddenly

asked. "Continue

having a cold war with you because

head. Maeve was indeed worried about the child. She composed herself and she said, "What if I say yes?

answer, Maeve was puzzled. "If you can accept adopted children,

child?" She asked.

her, staring straight into her eyes. Then, he placed his palm on Maeve's

are you pregnant?"

her heart was pounding. The shock

precautions? How am I supposed to get pregnant?" She tried

be paying a lot of attention to the topic

replied.

I don't understand why you hate children, Maeve

to understand, Byron said calmly. If you like children, we can adopt

fists. "Do you hate your own child that much?" She raised her

gently nor forcefully and said casually, "Biologically. I'm afraid I