The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter

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As soon as Maeve finished speaking, the atmosphere in the ward visibly froze.

Byron keenly noticed the abnormality in her emotions. His handsome face gradually darkened, and his frown deepened. "It's my problem to make you have such an illusion, but I need to correct something. Even though we're divorced, I've always treated you as my wife. I won't equate such insulting words like bed partner with you."

Maeve's eyelashes trembled slightly. She was almost convinced by his words, but she still hardened her heart. "I don't think this has anything to do with what I'm saying. Maybe you're just used to me being by your side, and that's not what I want." "So, you plan to break up with me?" Byron's voice turned cold.

Maeve did not answer. She only took half a step back. "I need some time to think about how I should view our relationship."

With that, she suppressed the sorrow in her heart and turned to leave.

Byron followed the footsteps in the direction she left. It was as if there was a layer of black clouds around him, and even the light in the room seemed to have become gloomy.

He knew exactly what Maeve wanted. It was just that he couldn't give it to her now.

After leaving the hospital, Maeve had yet to calm down from the cold wind when she suddenly received a call from the Mcdaniel family's.

The servant told her that Gilbert had been talking about her recently. He wanted to call her over for a meal, but he was afraid of disturbing her work. Recently, he had been in low spirits and had eaten very little dinner. Maeve felt a little guilty. She had been too busy recently to visit Grandpa Gilbert.

She had originally planned to stay behind to accompany Byron tonight, but she did not expect things to turn out like this.

It couldn't really be considered a quarrel. From beginning to end, they were both very rational, even when they were having an argument.

However, whenever she thought that Byron was willing to be completely honest with Serena, an outsider, but refused to face the problems together with her.

She just couldn't be rational. She had even almost blurted out the word 'breakup' just now.

Retracting her thoughts, Maeve asked the servant if Gilbert was resting now. If not, she would go over now.

After getting a negative answer, Maeve went to the shop to buy some gifts and drove to the Mcdaniel family's old residence.

The car suddenly stopped halfway up the mountain.

Maeve

saw that something

unbuckled the seatbelt and got out of the

she got closer, she realized that the dead tree by the roadside had fallen. Although it was not big, she couldn't

on the back of her neck. Before she could turn around, she

assaulted Maeve's face, mixed with a cold wind

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neck was still aching. She was swaying as if she were sitting on a rocking cart. She was dizzy and uncomfortable. ...Roller?' Maeve felt that something was wrong and turned to look

actually at

There was even water seeping in, making her legs clammy and cold. She was afraid that it wouldn't be long before she sank into the sea

as she recalled the attack she had received from behind before she fainted. 'Who wants

was the only person she could think of, but Henry's goal was the jewelry. He might not kill

could

boat. Maeve tried to paddle the boat with the slurry. At the

the problem was that she was surrounded by water and could not

to touch the blue diamond bracelet on her hand. Due to its size, there was no active distress device on the bracelet. Unless Will happened to be looking at his phone and noticed that there was something

it would take them at least an hour to find

at the water that was almost past her ankles and

as she was exhausted and could barely raise her hand, a moving black dot appeared

used the last bit of

much faster than Maeve's boat and arrived in front of her in a short

was actually a

to sink, and the water reached Maeve's waist. She quickly raised her

people on board did not notice her, and the yacht showed

how to swim. If she went into the water now she

could not

the yacht drive away, her heart was gradually devoured by despair. She