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 situation. "You

air around him, and her gentle hands worked carefully through his hair, avoiding the gauze

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

away.

something as intimate as washing his hair. 'How could she be so fearless?' Byron thought. Maeve

the awkward angle, but she managed

was

shower yet, right?" Maeve replied innocently. "Since you can't see,

her audacity. "Weren't you just saying you'd

smirked. "You believe everything

hardened. "Don't test my

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that you'd rather I disappear?" The vulnerability in her voice sent a flash of panic through Byron. He hadn't meant

his tone softer, though he tried to sound detached. "Fine. Do whatever

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

Byron added coolly, "Next time, take your

someone who tortures

"What was that?"

towel floating nearby. "By the way, can you

'Why is she so eager? It's nothing she hasn't seen before,'

on. It's not like I haven't seen it before. Why so shy now?" Maeve teased, enjoying his helplessness. Byron's expression darkened. "Maeve, keep this up and I'll make