The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 207

"You're pregnant?" Byron's tone was cold and menacing as he stared at her under the dim light. Itis gaze was as dark and deep as an abyss, sending chills down her spine. Maeve's heart skipped a beat, and she thought, I knew he wouldn't let me go.

Tjust didn't expect him to show up so soon.

With a hoarse voice, Maeve met his gaze without any fear and taunted, "So what? This is my child. It has nothing to do with

you."

Byron's expression darkened instantly before he replied, "Nothing to do with me? You wouldn't be pregnant without me! How dare you...

His words trailed off as he thought, 'Abort it without my consent?

"It's in my body!" Maeve's hateful voice interrupted him. The helpless despair she felt while lying on the operating table surged back into her heart.

Her gaze toward Byron reflected resentment as she muttered, "Byron, we are already divorced. You have no right to interfere in my affairs, including this child!"

"Maeve, say that again?" Byron exclaimed.

Maeve stubbornly raised her chin and spat, "Even if I say it a hundred times, it'll still be the same! This is my child, and it has absolutely nothing to do with you. I don't need you meddling in my business!" She couldn't bear the thought of waking up one day and finding herself back on the operating table, calling for help that

never came.

She could not endure the pain of almost losing her child a second time.

Suppressing the suffocating feeling in her chest, Maeve looked at Byron and pleaded with each word, "Byron, for the sake of what we once had as husband and wife, I beg you, please let me go."

'Let her go?' Byron contemplated, his jaw clenched, and the warmth in his gaze toward her faded.

He silently reasoned, I never liked children, but I didn't expect Maeve to dislike them even more.

'She's even willing to lower herself to beg me just to get rid of this child.

'Or perhaps... she simply doesn't want to bear my child!

voice icy and dangerous as he asked,

"This is my child too. How dare she say no as if I don't have a

she ever consider

you in the

indescribable fury rose in Byron's chest, and he yelled,

up and ordered, "Send someone over immediately and take her to

gasped, "What are you planning

me there? Maeve

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the

being taken to Byron's manor, her range of movement was limited to the master bedroom, and two bodyguards were constantly stationed at the door. Whenever she opened

even a maid

is this any different from being under

her now, she might

mechanically. Afterward. she fell silent as she placed the food on the table. Frustrated, Maeve asked, "Has Mr. Mcdaniel come back? How long does

refusing to speak no matter how many

didn't touch the food on the table, contemplating. 'Dr. Foster is

let

to cause a miscarriage? I wouldn't even have time to cry if that happened. He's already had me drugged and sent to the operating table once. Who knows what else he's capable of?" Thinking about

entire day passed, and Maeve hadn't eaten a single bite, surviving only on the fruits in the

reported the situation to Byron, who was still in the hospital, "Mr. Mcdaniel, Ms. Reese's pregnancy is unstable,

thing is to avoid emotional fluctuations and strenuous activity and ensure proper nutrition. If she continues to refuse food like this,

he asked, "She hasn't eaten

"Yes. Ms. Reese's constitution is weak. If this goes on, it will cause significant harm to

a low voice before hanging up and calling the master bedroom at

the pillow, thinking about how to escape. Suddenly, the

through the receiver when she picked it up, "Maeve, what kind of game

me locked up here? We are divorced.

am the father of your child. Stop playing these tricks that

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this is my child, and it

really have