The Heir's Secret Bride

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The air in the VIP ward of Naso Hospital was thick with the pungent scent of disinfectant,

It filled the room, lingering in every corner.

Maeve frowned in her sleep, uneasy, then suddenly woke with art, gasping for air. Her throat burned with a sharp, searing pain, and every breath was a struggle. She had just dreamed of being burned alive, with someone standing in front of her fo shield her....

She thought, "Wait."

Maeve blinked, staring up at the pristine white ceiling above her. The sterile hospital room around her finally registered, and she froze for a moment.

"Am I... was I really saved?' she pondered.

"Ms. Reese, you're awake. I'll take your temperature and heart rate now, the nurse said quickly when she saw Maeve's eyes

open.

Maeve tried to sit up, but her body felt weak, like a ragdoll with no strength to hold itself up.

"Don't move just yet. The anesthetic hasn't fully worn off, and I have no idea who would do something so cruel," the nurse said as she gently helped Maeve sit up.

Maeve opened her mouth to speak, but her voice came out hoarse, almost unrecognizable. "Are... are there two kids who were brought here as well?"

The nurse looked puzzled. "Kids? No you're the only one we brought in from the fire."

"Then... where is the person who saved me?"

"I... I'm not sure," the nurse said, handing her a cup with a straw. How do you feel now? You were in the fire for so long, your lungs must've inhaled a lot of smoke and dust, and there are some minor burns, but thankfully, it's not too severe." Unlike the other patient, who still hadn't come out of the emergency room.

Maeve took the medication with the water, her mind still foggy took her a while before she remembered to ask the nurse to borrow a phone.

She dialed Will's number first, but it went unanswered. Frustrated, she dialed Nightfall Manor, asking Damian if the kids were home. "They're at the mansion with their grandpa. Mr. Médaniel sent them there this morning, and they won't be back until tonight," Damian replied. "Where is Byron?" Maeve asked, her voice strained with discomfort.

Mcdaniel is still at the office. He

Maeve said softly before hanging

to the nurse and

familiar. It has to be

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room, a man lay motionless in bed,

pale and gaunt, but there was still something intimlaring about his

at the mag His voice trembled as he addressed the attending doctor. "Doctor, how

except for his legs. His bones are dislocated, and the burns are severe. If he had been brought in any later, he'd

his chest. "How long will

months. With the severity of his condition, it will be much longer. But

dry laugh and

actions had been reckless, even suicidal The fire had spread

that moment, Mr. Mcdaniel's legs were already badly injured, something Archer had only

of resolve it must have taken for

Archer knew he couldn't

that Mr. Mcdaniel's concern for Maeve was just a

one would risk their life

decided to get out of bed. She didn't want

movement yet. Just walking a few steps around the ward made the burns on her skin flare

hadn't told the boys about what happened. She didn't want

were in Naso, and even more, that they'd gone to a dangerous place, she couldn't think straight. Everything else had slipped from her mind. Now, as she pondered it all, she wondered if the fire had been deliberately set to

the "threats"

is the

clouded with doubt, but she had no evidence to

concerned about finding out who the man was who had saved her from

wasn't sure if he was too busy

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