The Heir's Secret Bride

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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

stifle her laughter. "Mom, did you forgive Dad? It's okay if

was really good at

still felt a bit upset, Will's

You're such a good boy," Maeve said, leaning down to

such intimate interactions, but he learned to mimic

Byron feeling a pang of bitterness as he watched from

to keep eating here, or should we go

Will both turned toward him and said in unison, "Let's

wondered if he

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even a bit afraid, Theo-replied, "You're basically an adult close to a hundred years old. How can you bully a little kid like

you that math? Is there a

myself.

you're almost thirty this year, I won't cook for you. You're on

Theo was left speechless. "You're

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

quickly picked up Theo and turned to Byron. "Go cook for

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