The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 208

"Mr. Nelson, I came to get some fresh clothes for Byron. Which room is his?" A soft, sweet voice suddenly came from outside the dining room, causing Marve to pause mid-bite. "Hmm? Why are the lights still on in the dining room?" Lynn asked curiously as she walked over, her gaze immediately. locking with Maeve's,

Maeve was momentarily taken aback and asked, "Who are you?"

Lynn pretended not to know her and replied, "Who are you? Why are you in my fiance's house?"

The word "fiance pierced Maeve's heart like a sharp blade as she silently repeated it in her mind. The memory of that news headline flashed before her, and her face grew pale. "You are Byron's fiancée?" Maeve asked.

Lynn tilted her head playfully and introduced herself, I'm Lynn And who might you be, Miss!"

Hearing that name left Maeve stunned again, making her think, Lynn, 1.A, the initials on that sketch Byron made when he

was younger....

Could it be this girl's name?'

"Miss Anderson, you're here!" Damian Nelson, the butler, walked over with a warm smile. When he saw Maeve, he explained, This is a guest of Mr. Mcdaniel, staying here temporarily.

Lynn flashed Maeve a sweet smile. "Oh, I see. Byron is really kind-hearted. Don't be too reserved, and just treat this place like your own home. I have something to do, so I'll be leaving now.

With that, Lynn left the dining room with Damian while Maeve sat there, her appetite completely gone.

However, for the sake of her child's nutrition, Maeve forced herself to finish the bowl of food before heading upstairs.

Damian stopped Maeve in front of the master bedroom and said, "Ms. Reese, Miss Anderson is inside packing Mr. Mcdaniel's clothes. Could you wait for a moment?")

Maeve smiled faintly and asked, 'Is Byron going on a business trip?"

She remembered how he was a neat freak, disliking anyone touching his things.

He would throw it straight into the trash even if someone accidentally brushed against his coat.

"Perhaps," Damian answered vaguely.

lowered her gaze, thinking. "Of course, they're getting engaged

Maeve's expression, Damian lowered his voice. "Ms. Reese, Miss Anderson, and Mr. Mcdaniel have known each other. since childhood, and their relationship is... special. He doesn't really want you two to meet, nor does he want her to know anything about your past with him. "Miss Anderson isn't in the best of health, and Mr. Mcdaniel is always worried about her. He's concerned that you might upset her. So,

perfectly, but she didn't agree to Mr.

with me? I don't think I have

I will upset

me to stay quiet, he should tell me himself, not have

slightly. He gave Maeve a deep look but said

would take to pack in the master bedroom, Maeve

inside and glanced around, her eyes finally settling

the black marble desk facing the floor-to-ceiling window, there was a photo frame... and

looking slightly younger and more

in a daze, her mind racing, 'Sketching each other and framing the drawings. placing them in

aren't in love with each other. And what about me...what am

avoided answering that question, unwilling to face

enough time had passed, she left

with Damian as

I don't think Byron cares much about

Mr. Mcdaniel have known each other for over twenty years. Of course, she

now. Byron's still

I'll walk you to the car," Damian

then did she

words were like a needle, mercilessly piercing through the questions Maeve had avoided, forcing her to confront them. Her mind raced, 'Why did Byron decide to divorce me

wouldn't he give me even a chance

always known the answer. I just didn't want to believe it. I refused to accept that he left me

Woman.

lie to myself, there's no

that time, Byron

seen on the news that his engagement party was being planned, she might have thought he

want to see him, but that didn't mean she wanted to remain trapped

Tue, Oct

Chapter 208

her pregnancy would only last