The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 594

After lunch, Maeve found her team and left Kleymond University with the teacher.

"Maeve, why are your shoes so dirty?" A girl from Maeve's class asked when she saw that.

Maeve answered, "I accidentally spilled the coffee."

The classmate said, "Go get a new pair of shoes. You've worn these shoes for so long. You should have changed them long ago."

Maeve smiled awkwardly. "No need. I think these are comfortable now."

The classmate added, "If you don't have money, I can lend it to you. You don't have to return it. Just help me clean my room." Maeve rejected it. "No, thank you."

The classmate pursed her lips and muttered, "What's the point of having good grades? You can't even afford new shoes." With that, she turned around.

Maeve walked silently with the team. She clenched her worn sleeves tightly in her palms and did not speak again until she returned to the hotel.

When she went downstairs for dinner, the hotel owner told Maeve that a boy had been waiting for her outside.

Maeve was stunned for a few seconds as that handsome face crossed her mind. Her heart skipped a beat. By the time she realized it, she had already run out.

The boy standing under the big tree leaned against the tree trunk with his arms crossed. The branches and leaves cast light and shadows on his face as if he were in a dream. He looked unreal. Maeve jogged over. "What do you want to see me for?"

Byron stood up straight, and his eyes instantly became gentle. "Yes, I want to apologize to yo Do you have time now?"

"Yes, but..." Maeve scratched her head. "But you already apologized in the afternoon."

or what happened this noon.

"There's a carnival nearby. Let me buy you something to eat." His thin eyelids drooped, hiding the deep feelings in his eyes.

There was no way to hide it. The little bit that inadvertently seeped out was so hot that it made one's heart race.

"Why me?" Maeve asked subconsciously.

"I don't have many friends in school. It's been a pleasure chatting with you today," Byron said with a hint of disappointment. "If you don't want to, forget it."

'Don't handsome boys have friends?' Maeve was shocked. 'Is this what it meant to be lonely at the top?'

She told Byron to wait

was brightly lit. The faint fragrance of shampoo on Byron wafted to her

couldn't tell

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you want ice cream?" Byron asked as

empty purse and shook her head decisively. "I'll gain weight if I

nothing. He asked the peddler if

Byron walked over, took the cup from the peddler, and quickly filled it with ice cream. He even sprayed several letters on the top with

did. But she didn't say it out because she was afraid of offending the ice cream peddler. Byron smiled faintly and handed the ice cream to her.

heart skipped a beat. As if she had been bewitched, she

voice was soft, and her ears were

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looking at such a beautiful ice cream, she couldn't bear to eat it. If she ate it,

if she had come this far to say goodbye to

eating?" Byron asked in

a smile. "This is the first time someone has bought me such a beautiful ice cream."

had written in her diary that she wanted to eat an ice cream that her boyfriend had personally

eat all different kinds of delicious food with the person she loved. The would pray to God for their

She also wanted to...

everything she

church at

drawer of his study. From time to time,

up

for her regrets.

as she looked at the ice cream when she suddenly felt

A broad, warm chest caught her bumping back, and a hand reached out in front of her, separating her from the crowd "Grab me and don't get separated." At the time, Byron's voice was deep and magnetic, but it still retained the clearness of a young man. It sounded like a cold night

realize he was also looking at her. Their eyes met, and an indescribable feeling grew in silence. Maeve felt her heart suddenly beat so fast that it felt like it was about to jump out

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up ahead. Do you want to go over and take a look?" Byron was worried that Maeve would lose herself if he did not speak,

pinched