The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 582

Maeve got out of the car and walked along the old sign into the alley.

Walking along the wide main road, she saw a narrow lane bustling with the vibrancy of everyday life. Various shops lined both sides of the alley, closely adjacent to residential buildings, and the air was permeated with the aroma of food. Maeve instinctively walked to the innermost area. There was an old hut with a courtyard there. Pink flower vines covered the walls and green grapes hung from the vine.

A bespectacled old lady was sitting on a recliner with a cat lying beside her legs, leisurely basking in the sun.

This scene strangely overlapped with the scene she had dreamed of in the consultation room.

Maeve could not help but take a step forward. She accidentally touched the door lock and made a clanging sound.

The old lady opened her eyes, thinking that it was her neighbor. However, she saw an unfamiliar and beautiful face. "What's the matter, young lady?"

"No, sorry to disturb you." Maeve shook her head and looked at the courtyard in a daze.

The old lady smiled benevolently. "Then do you want to come in for a glass of water? It's really hot today."

Maeye refused. "Thanks, but there's no need to go through so much trouble."

"It's no trouble. It's just a glass of water." The old lady opened the door and invited Maeve in. Then, she went back into the house to pour water for Maeve.

"Young lady, have you been here before?" The old lady handed the water to Maeve and asked.

Maeve thanked her. "No, it's my first time here."

"You look very similar to a young lady who came to my house in the past. I took a look at the photo just now and thought that a girl would change drastically when she grows up," the old lady said with emotions. "Photo?" Maeve's heart skipped a beat. "Can I see that photo?"

"I'll get it for you." The old lady quickly came back with a photo. The edges were already yellowed, and it was obvious that it had been there for a long time.

It was a group photo that seemed to have been taken by accident. The black-haired boy with indifferent eyes walked in front, holding the sleeve of a girl in a school uniform. He walked forward impatiently, but his movements were very gentle. Maeve recognized it at a glance. It was the old Byron.

these two people in the photo are?" "The boy is a top student from Kleymond University, and he's also my grandson's tutor. He used to come here often to help me out," the old lady reminisced. "I remember he brought this girl here when she had a fever. He came to my kitchen to cook her some

they probably quarreled and the girl cried. In the end for some reason, they reconciled... It's been too long. That's all

little dry. "What's

her name, but I always heard Byron

open the door that had been closed for many years. Accompanied by a voice that was

than you. How long are you going to

It was so distant

fragments of memory in her mind was

her feverish flush, she didn't behave until he firmly made her lie down on the

want to give me? Do I owe you?"

he was gone, she hid under the covers

with oatmeal which was still steaming as well as two plates

for me? I can't bear to eat it. Can I take it home and keep

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to eat, go home now. I just made the

the first time he had cooked for

cherished each spoonful of the oatmeal, even though it might have been cooked too long or had too much water added, making it somewhat watery and not very

the oatmeal, the boy asked her

afraid of bitterness, nor was she afraid of finishing it. She just... wanted to make a scene in front of him.

I wake up?" she whispered. "I'll be scared if

goes wrong, I'll be here for

really find a wife like this? But I like you. Why don't you be my

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covered her entire face. Then, he

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my third year of high school!" She resisted silently