The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 346

Half an hour later, at First Hospital.

In the VIP room, Theo lay in a hospital bed, his cheeks flushed with fever. Only his right hand peeked out from under the covers, connected to an IV drip. Will stood by, occasionally wiping Theo's sweat, concern etched on his face.

"Mr. McDaniel, Mrs. McDaniel. Your son has a high fever due to a cold. As long as it breaks by tomorrow and doesn't come back, there shouldn't be any major issues," the doctor said respectfully to Byron and Maeve. "We're seeing a lot of children getting sick this time of year, so it's important to keep them warm and encourage some light exercise."

Byron paused for a moment, choosing not to correct the doctor's misidentification.

"Thank you, doctor," Maeve replied gratefully. "I'll make sure to keep that in mind."

"Not at all," the doctor said before he and the nurse stepped out. Maeve turned to look at Theo, who was still sound asleep, her brows furrowed in worry.

"The doctor said it's not serious. You don't need to worry so much," Byron said gently. "Aren't you going to inform his mother?"

"I'll wait until he's feeling better. I don't want to worry her," Maeve replied, feeling drained and reluctant to think about revealing the truth to Byron.

Byron's gaze lingered on her as if he were probing for something.

The VIP room usually had dedicated staff, so Maeve didn't have to worry much about Theo's care. She was just concerned he might wake up feeling uncomfortable, so she often got up from the other bed to check on him.

On her third trip, Byron placed a hand on her shoulder, his eyes serious. "Get some sleep. I'll keep an eye on him, okay?"

Reluctantly, Maeve lay back down under his intense gaze. "I'm just a little restless. Besides, the nurses are here, so he'll be fine. You should get some rest, too."

"Why are you restless?" Byron asked, lowering his head slightly, his handsome features shifting in the dim light. "You're making people misunderstand things." "Misunderstand what?"

"That this child is yours."

air. Maeve instinctively turned and hugged Will, who was sleeping next to her. "You should get some

need Byron's approval. But after tonight, her perspective had shifted. She realized that even without knowing Theo was his biological son, Byron cared for him deeply, and perhaps she had

heart for their family to be whole. Just wait a little longer. Once Theo gets better, I will tell him everything... with those thoughts swirling in her mind, Maeve finally succumbed to sleep, holding Will

of them before returning his gaze to Theo's bed. "Theo is Jaylen's son. I shouldn't care this much. But then

next morning. Will, however, was already awake, using a damp washcloth

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another half-day, we can take him home. You can go wash up and grab some breakfast; I've got this covered." Maeve

something special about her warm embrace, different from his dad's solid and strong hold. Maeve checked Theo's forehead, relieved to find he was no longer burning up. She

was awake. "Mommy," he croaked,

arms and gently patting his back. "Is your throat sore? Does your head

her, sounding pitiful. "Mommy, I've realized

""What is it?"

is poison," Theo replied

nearly burst

it's good you know your limits, that's not why you got sick. It was because you were running around in the cold after sweating at the playground, not because of your singing," Maeve explained. Will chimed in, "Theo, your singing isn't bad enough for

"Then I'll sing

is better left

being honest." Theo

"Sometimes a white

bucks, and I won't sing

work?" Will bargained. 'How can he think of pocket money even when he's sick?' he

the end, Will had to part with a dollar for

my boy. Try and barter

he isn't