The Heir's Secret Bride

Maeve held on to a sliver of hope, her fingers trembling as she reached under Jaylen's nose.

Jaylen was no longer breathing. He really passed away.

Jaylen who told her in the morning that he was going to see the lake scenery was now in her arms, having lost all his warmth.

"You're lying. You didn't even drink the coffee..." Repressed sobs rang out in the small parlor and gradually turned into heartbroken wailing. The drops of coffee spilled on the corner of the table fell even faster. Only the coffee at Jaylen's feet seemed to have become still.

The miracle doctor ultimately failed to drink the cup of coffee brewed by his sweetheart.

In the Greenhaven Hospital.

The people of Chatterly family rushed here overnight after receiving the notification. They confirmed from the doctor that Jaylen was dead. Mrs. Chatterly was so sad that she almost fainted.

Others surrounded Maeve and questioned her about how Jaylen could have died while on a perfectly normal trip.

"I'm sorry." Maeve bowed to them and in a hoarse voice explained to them everything that had happened last night and the fact that Jaylen had been ill for a long time.

The Chatterly family did not believe it at all. The doctor said that Jaylen died of illness, but he was still healthy on Charles's birthday bash not long ago!

Betty, who had lost her beloved son and was out of her mind, grabbed Maeve by the shoulders and questioned her if there was something hidden.

Maeve endured the pain in her shoulder and did not dodge. The corners of her eyes were wet and red as she silently accepted the anger and accusations of the Chatterly family. "Jaylen's assistant is here. If you have any questions, feel free to ask him." A deep and cold voice came from behind Maeve.

She turned around in a daze and saw Byron walking over with Archer and Daryl.

He was still wearing sunglasses and walked a little slower. He did not let anyone help him and walked steadily and accurately to Maeve.

me," Byron stopped and

unnecessary, but Maeve understood what he meant-don't be afraid,

stung. He quickly walked behind Byron and

hid it from his family was because he did not want to see them

it wasn't for Maeve's persuasion, he had originally planned to find a random place

a sense

he had been learning medicine from Rudolf

if a knife was being twisted in her

she looked at Maeve with anger in her eyes. "Ms. Reese, thank you for informing us to come over. We are going to bury Jaylen in Kleymond. Please... don't appear for

appeared in Maeve's eyes. She did not say anything and tacitly agreed to Mrs.

family left, Daryl followed

Byron were left in

was about to ask her why her hands were so cold,

his body slightly to pull Maeve into his arms. He placed his palm on the back

hadn't invited him to the celebration banquet with me, he wouldn't have encountered food poisoning, and he wouldn't have worn himself out by saving people. He could have lived for a long time, a year, two years, or even longer. It's all because of me. He hasn't even seen

the one who killed him. I'm the murderer..." Maeve buried her face in his chest, her tears leaving trails on it, cold and

and the frustration in

need to guess

feel restrained if he wanted to

suppressed the anger in his heart and slowly let go of Maeve. He lowered his head and

and did not

He was supposed to be resting in his hotel room today. That was why he

can live for a year, he has to be accompanied

but thought in her heart, 'With his body intubated, he could only lie on the hospital bed every day... This was a form of torture