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."

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

compromised, Byron found his other senses heightened. The faint smell of Maeve's coffee-scented perfume filled the air around him, and her gentle hands worked carefully through

of emotions. He had been curt with

away.

so fearless?' Byron thought. Maeve marveled at Byron's thick, slightly soft hair as she worked 'Not

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

first instinct was to dismiss her.

Maeve

audacity. "Weren't you

"You believe everything

"Don't test my

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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 her, just to maintain some

he finally asked, his tone softer, though he

back, Maeve smiled, no actual tears in her eyes, pleased her little trick had worked. 'Alexis's plan worked. He could be coaxed, after all,

added coolly, "Next time, take your medicine first. I don't

will, unlike someone who

"What was that?"

she replied loudly, eyeing a towel floating nearby.

she so eager?

haven't seen it before. Why so shy now?" Maeve teased, enjoying his helplessness. Byron's expression darkened. "Maeve, keep