The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 415

Chapter 415

When the lights were turned on, there was still no one inside.

Byron walked in with heavy steps. His indifferent gaze swept around and landed on the two extra small pillows on the bed.

It was evident that during his absence, the two little ones had been clinging to their mother so much.

The things they used for sleeping had all been moved here.

On the contrary, not a single item of his could be seen.

Byron's brows furrowed slightly and he felt an inexplicable tightness in his chest. Glancing sideways, he saw Will's exercise book on the table, with a recording pen on top of it that he usually used to record his daily life.

It was a birthday gift he gave to Will when he was two years old. He hardly ever left it behind.

Perhaps due to the telepathy between father and son, Byron immediately guessed that this was deliberately left for him by Will.

He picked up the recording pen and casually pressed the switch.

The default setting of this recording pen was to start playing from the last recording.

Will's soft voice came through. "Mom, do you still like Dad?"

Byron was slightly taken aback. Realizing something, his breathing became uneven, sometimes light and sometimes heavy

Then, Maeve's gentle and affirmative answer came from the recording pen. "Yes, I like him. I've always liked him. Let me tell you a secret. Mom's first love was your dad. Perhaps because of this, my feelings for him have never changed. I don't think they will change in the future either."

Byrons breathing, which had just calmed down a bit, suddenly became heavier when he heard this sentence, as if his heart had been hit hard by something.

Maeve said that she liked him.

She had always liked him.

And it wouldn't change in the future.

Byron sat on the edge of the bed and raised his hand to cover his eyes that were on the verge of showing his emotions. The tips of his ears under his black hair uncontrollably turned a light red and spread to his neck. Then, he pressed the replay button. Again.

One more time.

And again...

what it meant to get tired of it. He listened to

into his heart from her voice, ready

After a long time.

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to put the recording pen back on the table, but after thinking about it, he put it in his coat pocket.

When he took one, it moved the others, and accidentally knocked down the vase placed at the corner of the table. With a crisp cracking sound, the vase shattered into

how nervous Maeve was about this vase, several similar

a stack of origami papers under the fragments caught

picked up the stack

it up, he saw that on the top of the first one was

real reason why Maeve

down. His originally relaxed expression gradually became

a few

few seconds, then took a photo and sent it to Ray,

[Damn it! Do you have to be this capable? How long has it

me see what's wrong

it, forget it. Wait a moment. I'll get the gynecologist next door to help take a

you and Little Mae only

Byron: [Be straightforward.]

show that she was clearly

detailed date on the report. It was something

Looking at the description sent by the director next door that Ray forwarded to him, it entered his eyes but didn't integrate into his thoughts. His mind was firmly occupied

surge of anger rose from his chest as he let out a low, cold snort. "Maeve, you're really

hidden it from him so thoroughly that not a

she trying to do by

stack of reports tightly with his knuckles turning white, then

time, Ray was worried that something had gone wrong and called

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planned to do next.

hiding

he was Byron, he would

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