The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 244

"Will, when your mommy and daddy have their wedding, would you be their ring bearer?" Alexis gently encouraged him. "You look so handsome and make a wonderful ring bearer.

Hearing this, Maeve suddenly jolted awake, realizing that the boy was the child of Byron and Lynn. A pang of bitterness welled up inside her. The child looked about the same age as Theo, meaning Lynn had become pregnant soon after her divorce from Byron. She thought, "Wow, that's quite a seamless transition! Maeve quietly stepped back, suppressing the indescribable emotions within her, and continued searching in the other rooms.

As she walked away, Will's serious voice came from the sofa. "I have my mommy. I don't need anyone else to be my mom."

Alexis chuckled. "You're still young and don't understand our adults' struggles. Having Miss Anderson as your mommy is for your good."

"Isn't the premise-of doing something good for me asking what I want first?" Will was confused. "Otherwise, it seems like you're satisfying your desires as adults." Alexis was momentarily speechless, unsure of how to respond. She suddenly felt that having such a clever be entirely a good thing; he was even hard to persuade. child might not

Over there. Will emerged victorious, while Maeve exited the last bedroom on the third floor and unexpectedly bumped into Byron, nearly shocking her. Fortunately, she remembered that she had changed her appearance, and Maeve quickly composed herself, bowing her head to greet him calmly and explaining that she was there to clean.

Seeing that Byron hadn't responded and seemed not to recognize her, she heaved a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to turn and leave, he suddenly said, "Clean my room."

Maeve felt relieved that she had brought cleaning supplies to avoid arousing suspicion; otherwise, she would have been exposed. Taking a deep breath, she respectfully replied, "Alright

Byron nodded and walked toward his room. Maeve followed him, and as soon as she stepped in, she noticed that the decor was just as it had been four years ago, stirring a wave of nostalgia within her. To this day, she can vividly recall the scenes of celebrations in that room. However, New Year's Eve wasn't over yet, and everything felt like a dream, shattered utterly. Returning here once more, saying her heart remained unaffected would be a lie.

"What are you standing there for?" Byron casually shrugged off his suit jacket and sat on the sofa, elegantly crossing his long. Jegs. "Get started."

"Alright Maeve resignedly began cleaning.

The room was large, making the cleaning quite labor-intensive But Maeve had no choice but to endure it. She was already on the third floor, and with the fourth and fifth floors still left to check, she couldn't afford to give up.

As Maeve cleaned with her back to the sofa, she didn't notice that Byron's gaze was fixed on her, carrying a hint of curiosity.

Byron

frowned and looked up, unexpectedly locking eyes with his dark, piercing

to remind him again. "Please- Before she could

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her mouth agape as she pressed against his chest, trying to rise but realizing she couldn't move. "Mr. Mediel, please show some respect!" she said, struggling to keep her anger in check. I'm a servant of the Mcdaniel family.

control himself around woman? Not even the family maid is safe! Why isn't he dead yet?" Maeve was seething with anger, but fearing

dependents to care for, including an eighty-year-old elderly person in my

with the delicate bow on her uniform, a fragile knot that could be easily pulled apart. Maeve's pitiful appearance only intensified

it's so difficult, why not just come with me?" he

could a mere maid

your problem, he

speechless; she cursed inwardly, 'Damn it. Maeve felt her head nearly explode with frustration. She mustered all her strength and headbutted him, hoping to make a run for it while he loosened his grip. Unfortunately, she was still a moment too slow. A powerful force gripped her waist, pinning her back against the sofa. The tables had turned: Byron was above her, and she was below. The precarious

and icy. "Dont think I

uncontrollably. She thought, 'Impossible!

to trick me?

hope, Maeve steadied her voice. "Mr. Mcdaniel, you've got the wrong person. My name isn't

fingertips tracing her cheek, unable to

satisfied; he couldn't prove anything without peeling off her disguise. However,

the bow at her collar. He spoke in a low, mocking tone, "You can disguise your face, but what about your body?" She thought, "What

at her collar loose; the ties from her collarbone to her waist came undone, exposing a patch of beautiful

spot. Ele lifted his gaze slightly, looking at her with a mocking expression "What's wrong? Do you want me to continue?" Maeve's face turned so

as he cally replied, "There are worse bastards