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."

enjoying the rare moment where he couldn't quite control the situation.

his sight compromised, Byron found his other senses heightened. The faint smell of Maeve's coffee-scented perfume filled the air around him, and

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

were starting to ache from the awkward angle, but she

was to dismiss her.

helped you shower yet, right?" Maeve replied

her audacity. "Weren't you

"You believe everything a

"Don't

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that you'd rather I disappear?" The vulnerability in her voice sent a flash of panic through

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

eyes, pleased her little trick had worked. 'Alexis's plan worked. He

take your medicine first. I

someone who

"What was that?"

a towel floating nearby.

'Why is she so eager?

now?" Maeve teased, enjoying his helplessness. Byron's expression darkened. "Maeve, keep this