The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 311

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Byron tightened his arms around Maeve, his heart feeling like it was bound tightly by countless threads, constricting further with each of her sobs.

"I'm sorry," he said, his voice hoarse. "I shouldn't have said those things that frightened you."

If it hadn't been for this misunderstanding, they wouldn't have missed out on four whole years. Four years were not short. Fortunately, it was not too late.

After venting for a while, Maeve felt much better. She just needed an outlet for her feelings.

Even though it had taken four years, she had never forgotten that painful past. Now that the misunderstanding was cleared up, it felt like a heavy stone had been lifted from her heart. Maeve glanced at Byron's expensive suit, wrinkled and stained with her tears and snot. She said defiantly, "Even if I ruin your suit, I won't pay for it."

Byron looked down at the damp spot on his shoulder and chuckled softly. "It's its honor."

Maeve smiled.

After washing her face, Maeve and Byron returned to the dining room.

Will immediately sensed something was off between his parents. It was as if the barrier that had been between them had suddenly disappeared, closing the gap between their shoulders. His eyes brightened as he noticed Maeve's slightly reddened eyes. His expression turned serious. "Dad, did you just make Mom cry?"

Byron glanced at Maeve, not denying it.

Will frowned. "As a man, how could you bully the most precious woman in the family? A real man should be graceful and intelligent. That's what you taught me, Dad."

Byron replied, his cool demeanor softening a

to Maeve, who was trying to stifle her laughter. "Mom, did you forgive Dad?

That little brat was really good at

Will's support made the storm in her

said, leaning down to kiss his little

wasn't used to such intimate interactions, but

feeling a pang of

here, or should we go home and wait for me to

and Will both turned toward him and said

he had eaten his dinner yet. Byron felt happy when he said "home." 07:51

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an adult close to a hundred years old. How can you bully a little

math?

taught myself.

I won't cook for you. You're on

left speechless. "You're

surprising about a near-hundred-year-old man being weak

their playful argument escalated, Maeve quickly picked up Theo

know that Theo was actually his biological son. If he had,