The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 310

Maeve knew that Gilbert had always doted on her, which was why she didn't want to see him in a difficult position.

As Byron had said, they weren't getting remarried anytime soon. They had a long way to go, and no one could predict what the future would bring.

Gilbert nodded wearily. "I'm going to rest for a bit. You all keep eating." With that, he left the dining room, supported by Damian.

Alexis slammed her fork onto the table, giving Jason a cold glare "You, come with me," she said before heading out of the room, her entire posture radiating anger. If it weren't for Will being present, she might have already launched into a tirade. Jason, clearly embarrassed, still followed her out. Alexis's temper had grown uncontrollable since their last confrontation. He didn't dare provoke her easily anymore.

Byron remained entirely composed despite his parents' imminent argument, calmly helping Maeve and Will with their food.

Maeve, however, had lost her appetite. After a few bites, she set down her fork and excused herself to the restroom.

The sound of running water filled the room as Maeve washed her hands, lost in thought.

When she snapped back to reality, she looked up to see Byron leaning against the wall, seemingly waiting for her. Startled, she stared at him for a few seconds. ""What's wrong?" His gaze was intense.

Byron's eyes held a curious glint, making no effort to hide it. "You don't seem surprised that Will is your biological son." Her reaction earlier had been shock, but not the kind he was expecting. Instead of being stunned by the fact that Will was her son, she was more surprised that he had revealed it in front of everyone.

Maeve was shocked at his perceptiveness.

She admitted frankly, "Yes. I've known for a long time."

Byron's expression darkened. "You never mentioned it and acted as if you didn't know."

She acted like Will's big sister and never showed any guilt in front of Byron.

never been clear about your intentions," Maeve said, staring back at him through the mirror. "Just like four years ago when I didn't

you joking?" Byron's brows furrowed in confusion. "Why would I ever force you to abort our

that her words were tied to the elaborate deception

swirling as she tried to

stood there, his intense gaze fixed on

gradually relaxed, and she let out

I once asked what you would do if we had a child. Without hesitation, you told me you'd strangle

words, the chill she had felt back then crept over her body once again,

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told me it was your order to take my child." Maeve let out a bitter laugh. "Byron, do you

clearly shown

contracted, and

I considered telling you, hoping you might share the joy I felt about this child. But you didn't.

I wanted you to abort

Maeve stared at him

out that you had visited a clinic for an abortion. I thought you wanted to get rid of my child after the divorce. To prevent that, I confined you to the estate. But then you went on a hunger strike

stunned, her mouth slightly open, her

to get rid of my child, and that's why I didn't eat anything, fearing you would poison the food. I tried to escape because I didn't want to wake up one day and find that the baby was gone! And you even said back then that I could leave only if I left

Byron's expression grew colder. "What I meant was you could leave if you gave

other, feeling the absurdity and helplessness in