The Heir's Secret Bride

Maeve couldn't help but whisper, "Mr. Mcdaniel, don't pinch my stomach. It tickles..."

Byron had done the same when he was drunk that night. He liked to place his palm on her soft abdomen and gently pinch it as if he were playing with playdough.

Byron paused and retracted his hand without batting an eyelid. Didn't mean to do that." Then, he straightened nonchalantly and brought the straw of the warm milk to her lips. His tone was so domineering that it was almost unreasonable. "Open up." Maeve swallowed what she wanted to say. She reached out for the milk. "I can hold it."

She did not have much of an appetite. Moreover, she had vomited when her stomach hurt just now, Her stomach was burning still. But since he had already opened the drink, she did not want to waste it. Byron looked a ked at her ther deeply. "Don't I make ake nie repeat myself."

Maeve wrinkled her nose and could only bite the straw. Warm sweet milk flowed into her dry throat. Her weak body gradually regained some strength.

Maeve slowly drank almost half of it before shaking her head at Byron. "I can't drink anymore."

Byron

nodded and placed the warm milk on the table.

"Mr. Mcdaniel, thanks for tonight." Maeve calmed down a little and said in a low voice, "Sorry that you've had to send me to the hospital at this time."

for the hospitalization bill. Judging from the size of this ward, it probably cost a lot of money.

Byron probably also paid for

Maeve felt a little guilty. TI pay you back when I recover

Byron looked at her coldly. "I don't need your money. Don't worry that."

Maeve fell silent. She didn't know why he was so fierce tonight. Even though he wasn't that gentle before, he had been acting as though she had somehow provoked him tonight.

Perhaps due to the effects of the medicine or because she was too tired, she lay in the hospital bed and let her thoughts run wild. Not long after, she fell asleep.

Byron

sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her pale sleeping face, his gaze remaining indifferent. After a long time, he snorted softly. "What a weakling."

At this moment, Archer walked in and said, "Mr. Mcdaniel, I've got the results from the investigation." Byron replied, "Let's talk outside." "Yes, sir."

Outside the ward, Archer reported, "The youngest son from the Graves family has been sending flowers and gifts to Ms. Reese's company every day recently in the name of courting her but they were all rejected.Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

He even drove a sports car to her company to show off his love, which led to rumors spreading through her company. also bribed Ms. Reese's colleague to destroy her sample clothes lowever, that colleague was exposed under Ms. Reese's scheme and was fired. Lastly, at the Muse Restaurant, Mr. Graves said..."

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Archer told Byron everything he had found out. The waiters had heard what Jeff had said to Maeve in The Muse so it was not difficult to Investigate.

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The hard part was that Archer never expected Maeve to be married. He thought his boss was treating a married woman too differently, that it might not be good.

Byron did not t notice Archer's strange expression. His dark eyes gradually narrowed as he took in the information. He realized that because he didn't go to the Reese family that day, that idiot Jeff thought Maeve was faking her marriage.

Recalling how Maeve was pestered by Jeff the night before yesterday, the chill on Byron's face increased until it would freeze anyone around him.

"Archer," Byron said slowly, "Make time for me this Saturday. Also, prepare a few gifts. Nothing special. Just ordinary gifts will do."

"Ordinary gifts? Archer thought, at a loss. "How ordinary does M. Mcdaniel want them to be? However, he did not ask. After all, it was his job to solve problems for his boss. He had to handle such small tasks well. Yes, sir," Archer replied.

Maeve slept until noon the next day. She felt much better than yesterday, but her stomach was still aching slightly.

When she remembered that she had to go to the office that day, she sat up on the bed at once and looked for her phone. She did not know if it was because Byron did not bring it over for her or if he had kept it, but she did not find it. Byron I was not around either.

Maeve had no choice but to get out of bed and look for someone. She wanted to see if she could borrow a phone to call Leah to ask for leave. It would be difficult for her to go to work in her current state.

The corridor was very quiet. Maeve shuffled around slowly, but she didn't see anyone. However, she saw Karen walking out of the ward in front of her. It was a straight corridor so Maeve saw her.

Karen also saw Maeve. Contempt and displeasure flashed across her eyes. She could not even be bothered to smile as she walked over arrogantly. After all, Maeve was just a maid. She was nice to Maeve before because of that as Maeve might be useful to her. Karen was also testing if Mae if Maeve liked Byron. But now, she already knew that there was nothing going on between Maeve and Byron. A mere maid was not worth her attention Maeve naturally felt the change in Karen's attitude but did not think much of it. She had already fallen out with Karen at the cafe last time. It was best if they ignored each other. After Karen entered a ward in front, Maeve vaguely heard Byron's voice coming from inside. However, the door closed quickly, so she couldn't hear anything-

Maeve lowered her eyes and stood there in a daze. She was about to go back to her ward when a familiar deep voice suddenly sounded behind her. "What are you doing here?" Maeve suddenly turned and saw Byron frowning at her coldly. She thought, Is he upset that I am here? Is he afraid I will disturb him and Karen?' Maeve's heart clenched. She lowered her gaze and replied, "I wanted to borrow a phone, but I didn't see anyone."

Hearing this, Byron's expression softened. "Don't run around or no one will know if you fainted."

Maeve was stunned for a while when she heard these words. When she came back to her senses, she was already carried back to her ward by Byron. Then, Byron threw his phone to her.

Sat,

Oct

Maeve

was puzzled. "Huh?

"Didn't you say you want to borrow a phone?" Byron glanced at her calmly. "I didn't bring your phone over from the apartment. I'll have someone bring it here later." Thanks Maeve turned on his phone. She thought she would have to enter a password, but there was no need for that.

Maeve couldn't remember Leah's phone number, so she logged into her WhatsApp account on Byron's phone. Then, she explained the situation to Leah and applied for leave. Coincidentally, Leah was online and replied: [You can apply for leave, but not for more than two days.] Maeve: [Two days is enough. Thanks, Ms. Mason.]

Maeve felt much better now. She should be able to return to the company tomorrow.

Maeve returned the phone to Byron. Thinking of the phone lock, she asked, "Mr. Mcdaniel, why didn't you set a password for your phone? Aren't you afraid others will look through it?" Byron wanted to say that there was no need, but he thought of something and his eyes darkened.