The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 593

Chapter 593

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It was midsummer. The weather was getting hotter, and cicadas were chirping.

The boy in the white shirt, who had fallen asleep on the desk, suddenly woke up. The hair on his forehead was slightly wet with sweat. Below his handsome eyebrows was a pair of deep and sharp eyes that did not match his age.

The bad smell in the boys dormitory made him frown uncomfortably. From the corner of his eye, he saw the decorations on the desk and was stunned again.

The calendar showed the year when he was in his third year of university.

The laptop on the desk also looked old and cumbersome. It was different from the thin and powerful computer that would be made many years later.

Byron looked around. The more visual information he grasped, the more his heart sank.

He couldn't help but think, 'Is it a dream? Or have I traveled back to my junior year?'

"Byron, we're going to the cafeteria. Are you coming?" The others in the dormitory were about to leave.

Byron recognized they were his former roommates but could not remember their names.

Byron nodded. "Yeah."

With his looks and natural figure, no matter where Byron went, there would be people peeping at him.

The soul inside him was different from before. It was the powerful and high-spirited Mr. Mcdaniel from the future. The soul and aura of a mature man filled him with a charm that could not be ignored.

His roommates giggled and put their arms around his shoulders, saying Byron seemed different in some way.

Byron's head still hurt a little. Suddenly, his gaze stopped in midair.

At the cafeteria window not far away, a girl in a white dress stood there. She was as tender as a daisy blooming in the morning.

From her back view, Byron recognized her. It was his Maeve.

Maeve did not have much money. So, she only ordered the cheapest hamburger. She could not even afford the fried egg.

To control her, Maeve's family had halved her monthly food money. If she did not save it, she would have to starve for the next half a month.

However, the food at Kleymond University looked good. Maeve wanted to try everything but couldn't.

the ground, Maeve felt like crying. "I'm sorry. A magnetic and pleasant male voice sounded from above her head. "I have hypoglycemia, so I didn't

only heard such a high-quality timbre

anime.

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subconsciously looked up and saw the tall and straight boy with an

her heart

so handsome. Of

squatted down to

do

can. He turned back and said to Maeve, "I'm sorry for knocking over your hamburger. What do you want for lunch? It's on me." Maeve wanted to say she didn't need it, but considering how

seat. I'll bring the food over. Otherwise, there won't be any empty

tone. It did not

when she heard that, thinking, 'Well, he's quite easy-going. It sounds

She went to find a spot

His brown eyes seemed to be filled with greed that

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on the table.

wide open.

muttered in her heart, 'He's ordered a lot of food that I can't bear to spend money

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from some rich family,

world.'

the hamburger, she saw an oily and fragrant fried drumstick on her

Maeve froze. "For me?"

Byron switched the vegetable salad to his

Byron smiled. "Enjoy it."

"The food he ordered is

me:

she was restraining herself and was embarrassed to eat too

the temptation of delicious food and ate like a

now.' Byron suddenly remembered Maeve had a

was unhappy, they only gave her twenty dollars a week to

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