The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 336

Chapter 337

Will thought for a second and said, "Maybe this is that father-son bond thing?"

Maeve's heart started racing. She stopped eating and quietly crept over to the bathroom, holding Will close. She pressed her ear against the door, trying to hear

What was going on inside. Besides some splashing water, it was pretty quiet.

Inside, Theo was standing on a little stool, looking up expectantly at Byron, ready to be cleaned up. Byron wrung out the towel, glancing down as he gently wiped the corn juice off Theo's face and collar, rubbing at the tan skin a few times without any hesitation. No color was coming off. The towel was spotless. Byron frowned slightly, wondering if he was just being paranoid.

Meanwhile, Theo was feeling pretty pleased with himself. After the last time, he had changed the powder to waterproof spray tan. No matter how much Byron scrubbed, it wouldn't come off. This was what people meant by staying one step ahead

After lunch, Maeve took Theo and Will back to the other side. About half an hour later, she suddenly remembered her clothes were still there and decided to head back.

As soon as she stepped into the master bathroom, she saw Byron standing at the sink, surrounded by bubbles, washing something.

She squinted to get a better look and realized it was her clothes. Maeve's face heated up. "W-What are you doing? Byron turned to her, foam on his fingers, holding up a little pink thing with lace. The sight nearly made her head spin. She jumped to snatch it back, but he just brushed her aside with his elbow.

"Easy there. It's all foam. Don't get it on yourself," he said, looking a bit annoyed as he continued rinsing it off.

Maeve felt her cheeks burn. She grabbed his arm and jumped up. "I can handle it! Let me wash my own stuff!"

No one knew better than Maeve how much Byron hated doing housework. If it could be done with a gadget, he would never dirty his hands.

night on the lazy swing. Byron wasn't letting her get in the way either. He shot her a serious look and blocked her attempts. 'You've got your period coming in two days. Why are you touching cold water? Go on,

heart-rate bar over Maeve's head, it would be spiking right now, ready to

since elementary school. Never had anyone else done it for her-especially not her

her face burning as her eyes darted around, avoiding Byron's hands. "You don't have to... Next time, just leave it for me, I

it there next time. I can wash it with hot water..." She tried to find some

just a few clothes. Don't tell me you're embarrassed, my

wave of her arm,

That phrase 'my Maeve'-always

got

she collapsed onto the couch, face buried in her hands. Her heart wouldn't stop racing. She was done-she would be under

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up, still flushed and nervous.

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doorbell rang. He ran over and swung it open. "Mr.

you," Tom said with

relief. So, it was just Tom. She had almost forgotten she had asked him to swing by that afternoon. She had something that might help with

I'm not interrupting anything,

I asked you to come over," Maeve said, getting up to greet

face is really flushed. Are you

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