The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 250

'Are children changing every day? Byron suppressed his lingering doubts and gently poked Theo's little belly. "Daddy knows you're still awake, open your eyes" Feeling ticklish, Theo opened his big, round eyes and glared at un, clearly unimpressed. "What do you want?" That familiar rebellious tone resurfaced again.

Byron furrowed his brow, his expression serious. "Have you been sulking at me lately?"

Theo blinked innocently, feigning confusion. "I haven't! Wheres that coming from?"

"You've been meditating longer these past few days, and you haven't been saying good morning or good night to me," Byron said

"Well, that's not something I can control. Theo replied.

"Do you have any issues with me?" Byron asked.

"I don't think so, but if you insist on thinking that way, there's nothing I can do. Theo replied.

Byron felt a subtle twitch in his brow at Theo's reply. He looked at Theo's expression-innocent yet defiant, as if to say, "You can think whatever you want; I'm not at fault. It nearly made him laugh in frustration. He was told that Theo had no issues, yet here they were. Byron sighed softly and asked, "First, tell me why you don't want me to get married so soon."

Once that topic came up, Theo was wide awake; his deep eyes sparkled with curiosity as he turned to Byron, eager to know, Who do you want to marry?"

"What's the matter? Do you have something to say about who I want to marry?" Byron asked.

"Yup." Theo sat up, his chubby little face serious. "The woman you want to marry has to get my approval first"

Byron raised an eyebrow, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Oh?"

"If the woman you marry treats me poorly, secretly mistreating me when you're not around and then pretending I'm the one at fault when you're there, you'll side with her since she's your partner!" Theo declared earnestly, "They say that with a stepmother comes a stepfather; how can I not be cautious?"

He could guess why Will didn't want Byron to marry so soon. Honestly, he didn't want him to marry another woman, either. While feeling excluded was one thing, he thought, "But... Who told Mommy to like him!'

Byron hadn't anticipated Theo thinking so much about this; he must have been worried for quite a while. His expression softened a bit as he gently rubbed Theo's little head. "Don't worry, Daddy would never marry someone who would bully you."

Theo looked at him and asked, "Why did you and Mommy break up in the first place?"

Byron's lips pressed into a thin line, but he didn't evade the question. "Your mommy didn't want you," he said plainly.

Trying to trick a

"Did Mommy say that to you herself?

Byron replied, his expression dark and distant. There was a time when he didn't want a child for reasons he couldn't reveal. But when Maeve's pregnancy became a reality, the

up in frustration. "You're lying! he hutted, shooting

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on him, burrowing into the covers,

didn't force the far better than letting him hear it from someone else

matter.

believed that telling him

with Will the following day. After breakfast, Maeve remembered the antidote and handed it to Theo, asking if he could identify specific components and effects. Theo confidently parted his chest,

medicine to counteract poisonous magic, Theo said,

thought, 'Neville didn't

given to someone affected by the poisonous

it to Mr.

you know?"

explaining that he had known from the start but hadn't mentioned it to avoid worrying Maeve. He added that the ingredients for the antidote to the poisonous magic were hard to find, so he had asked Jaylen to help gather them from abroad. He expected to have everything collected

felt warmth as she smiled and asked, "So

he glanced at the remains of the antidote on the

well, realizing she had rushed into this. Without thoroughly examining the antidote's ingredients, she couldn't risk giving it to Gilbert. The only option

when Maeve directly mentioned that she intended to have it tested, he couldn't help but chuckle. "Ms. Reese, your temperament

"So when

do it tomorrow, I'm a bit... tied up today. Neville sat on the burgundy armchair, holding his phone. Behind his sunglasses, his eyes glimmered with a cold, enigmatic light as he focused on the

its chains clanking rhythmically, producing a harsh, dull sound that echoed with

be here to keep you company soon,

to him was

in the conservatory at the Mcdaniel family's home when the butler Damian approached her with a package.

it?"

no name on it, Damian

of secretly taken photographs.

shards scattered across the floor with a loud