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!

his voice icy and dangerous as he asked, "Do you think

How dare she

she ever

she begged, "I promise I'll stay far away from you in the future. You'll never have

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

hand, straightened up and ordered, "Send

in fear, and she gasped,

is he taking me

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was on the verge

being taken to Byron's manor, her range of movement was limited to the master bedroom, and two bodyguards were constantly

even a maid

this any different from being under house arrest? Maeve thought,

now, she might not be

The maid pushed a small cart into the room and said the words mechanically. Afterward. she fell silent as she placed the

her lips tightly sealed, refusing to speak no matter how many questions Maeve

her breath and didn't touch the food on the table, contemplating. 'Dr.

let

sent to the operating table once. Who knows

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

in the hospital, "Mr. Mcdaniel, Ms. Reese's pregnancy is unstable,

important thing is to avoid emotional fluctuations and strenuous activity and ensure proper nutrition. If she continues

gaze darkened as he asked, "She hasn't eaten anything all

goes on, it will cause significant harm to both

a low voice before hanging up and calling the master

room, Maeve was lying on the pillow, thinking about how to escape. Suddenly, the phone

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

planning to keep me locked up here? We are

I am the father of your child. Stop playing these tricks that will only provoke me further, or I can't promise what I'll

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told you before that this is my child, and it has nothing to

really have to go