The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 369

"No." Maeve quickly looked away, explaining. "I heard a noise and thought you'd fallen, so I came in."

"Now that you're here, why don't you stay and watch me shower Byron mocked, his tone laced with sarcasm.

This time, Maeve wasn't deterred. Noticing a few bottles of shampoo on the floor, she leaned down, carefully picking them

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She glanced at Byron's foamy hair and felt sympathy, remembering how much effort he must have spent trying to wash it himself.

"Why not ask the caregiver for help since moving around is hard?" Maeve asked.

"Not necessary." Byron's voice was cold, laced with impatience. "How long are you planning to stay here?"

Maeve knew he didn't like people crossing his boundaries, especially in his private space. But seeing him struggle alone, she couldn't shake the worry he might actually fall.

Ignoring Byron's question, Maeve wheeled behind the tub, pumped shampoo into her hands, and pressed gently on his shoulders as he began to rise.

"Stay still. I'll wash your hair," Maeve said.

"There's no need," Byron said.

"Either let me help, or I'll join you in the tub," Maeve interrupted.

Byron's ears turned red as he grabbed a towel to cover himself, muttering, "Shameless."

the rare moment where he couldn't quite control the situation. "You just don't know what's good for you," she replied,

other senses heightened. The faint smell of Maeve's coffee-scented perfume filled the air around him,

the tub, Byron felt a swirl of emotions. He had been curt

away.

was, unbothered by his cold words, ready to help him with something as intimate as washing his hair. 'How could she be so fearless?' Byron thought. Maeve marveled at Byron's thick, slightly soft hair as she worked 'Not quite the image of an executive one would imagine,' Maeve thought

angle, but she managed to rinse his hair and gently pat

his eyes, Byron's first instinct was

said I was leaving? I haven't helped you shower yet, right?" Maeve replied innocently. "Since you can't see, I'll

laughed at her audacity. "Weren't you just

believe

face hardened. "Don't test my

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skipped abeat, but she remembered Alexis's advice and softened her tone. "I came here without taking my medicine, and it's harder to move around in a wheelchair than is for you. Do you hate me so much that you'd rather I disappear?" The vulnerability in her voice sent a flash of panic through Byron. He hadn't meant to upset

you crying?" he finally asked, his tone softer, though he tried

eyes, pleased her little trick had

your medicine first. I don't want you blaming me

unlike someone who tortures himself," she

"What was that?"

eyeing a towel floating nearby. "By the way, can you get

his decision. 'Why is she so eager? It's nothing

before. Why so shy now?" Maeve teased, enjoying his helplessness. Byron's expression darkened.