The Heir's Secret Bride

After Alex finished speaking, Marve saw Byron's face instantly stiffened. She immediately had a bad feeling. Just as she was about to speak. Byron suddenly pulled her closer to him. At the same time, he tilted his head slightly and kissed her demandingly. Maeve widened her eyes in disbelief. Her heart skipped a beat from the touch on her lips. 'Has he gone mad? To do this on such an occasion?'

Maeve hurriedly tried to push Byron's chest, but she could not move him for even an inch. Instead, a sharp pain came from her lower lip. The next second, the man's breath suddenly left her, leaving only a slight chill on her lips and a trace of blood. Byron did not look at her. His cold gaze landed on Alex. "I don't need her permission.

Then, Byron wrapped his long arm around Maeve's waist and forcefully brought her away. Meanwhile, Alex stood on the spot with a pale face and a frown.

After a while, a message popped up on his phone. It was from Maeve: [I'm sorry about what happened today. You see, he's not my uncle. I'll explain to you when I have the chance. But thank you for keeping me company tod

The last word of the message was unfinished. Perhaps it got sent before she could finish typing. It was as if her phone had been snatched away..

This was indeed the case. Alex did not know Byron's true identity and had always thought he was Maeve's uncle. So, when he saw that scene just now, his worldview might have collapsed.

Maeve took advantage of the time when Byron walked to the other side and got into the car. She took out her phone and sent Alex a message to explain. However, before she could finish typing, Byron suddenly took away her phone. She accidentally swiped the send button and sent it out.

"Give me back my phone!" Maeve's face turned red with anger. She reached out to grab Byron's raised hand. However, Byron grabbed one of her hands and pressed her down. Then, he glanced at the phone screen that was still on. The message Maeve sent was still visible.

Soon, a new message suddenly popped up below. Alex replied: [Maeve, are you okay? If you need my help, please tell me. I'm worried about you.]

Alex did not mention the impact he had suffered. He was only worried that Maeve had encountered some trouble was a unique gentleness in his words: [Also, I meant every word I said to you just now. I hope you can consider it.] There

After reading this message, Byron's face became more and more sinister and cold. "Maeve, have I been too soft on you recently?"

His voice was so cold that Maeve shuddered. "I only refuse to go back with you. What's there to be angry about? I didn't even argue when you gave me such a rough treatment just now!" He also did it in front of an acquaintance. Just thinking about ir made Maeve want to disappear from the face of the earth.

"If you don't want to go back with me, then where do you want to go!" A mocking smile appeared on Byron's lips. "Stay and accept that man's proposal?" Byron couldn't accept that Maeve was flirting with another man behind him. After all, he was still alive and well. Maeve widened her eyes in shock. "Oh, that's rich. You're so full of yourself. Did you kiss me just now to threaten Alex?"

"So what if I am?" Byron's tone was firm. "He dares to covet my

woman?"

Maeve was furious. "Byron, you're going too far. He only confessed to me and didn't do anything. Even if he was to be rejected, I should be the one to do it. What right do you have to do that for me, and in that way?" B

Byron narrowed his eyes. Maeve, are you protecting him? Have you forgotten who you are?"

"I'm not. Maeve looked up stubbornly. Tm afraid you're the one who forgot. I'm only your wife in name, not your pet! I also have my own private space. What right do you have to interfere

Hearing that, the anger in Byron's chest was ignited. Meanwhile, Maeve opened the car door and wanted to get out. But unexpectedly, a pair of strong arms pulled her back into her seat and pressed her firmly against it. "Byron!" She frowned angrily. "Let go of me

However, Byron sneered and did not say anything. His palm circled the back of her neck and then pinched her chin, forcing her to turn her head. Then, he kissed her directly, almost ravaging her soft lips. It was as if this was the only way to alleviate the hostility in his heart.

Maeve's back was pressed against his broad chest, and her position was locked. There was no room for her to struggle. She was so angry that she wanted to curse, but only intermittent whimpers came out of her mouth.

Maeve's back was pressed against his broad chest, and her position was locked. There was no room for her to struggle. She was so angry that she wanted to curse, but only intermittent whimpers came out of her mouth

Maeve suddenly felt a chill on her body and closed her eyes weakly. She knew Byron was angry, but he had no feelings for her. He didn't even want her child. On that note, she found it odd that Byron got upset because Alex was flirting with her.Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Perhaps in Byron's eyes, Maeve was a pet through and through. When happy, he could tease her and say a few harmless. words of love to deceive her. He coaxed her until she was dizzy. But when he was mad, he could kick her away without showing his face. He was like a dictator.

Who am I to him? Am I just a concubine? Or am I his sex doll?'

All sorts of emotions piled up in Maeve's heart, causing her stomach to feel a strong sense of discomfort and nausea, Her angry red face instantly turned pale. She used all her strength to push Byron away and grabbed the edge of the car seat to retch "Urgh... The accumulated lust in Byron's eyes quickly faded and turned into a never-ending coldness. "Very good, Maeve." Hearing his tone, Maeve knew he must have misunderstood. However, her stomach churned. She retched for a long time but could not vomit anything. Instead, she felt even worse. After lying for a while, she reluctantly explained, "My stomach doesn't feel good."

Byron released her wrist coldly and said mockingly, "It seems that gynecologist is not quite the expert, huh?"

Maeve tidied up her clothes and sat calmly. "Stop disrespecting his medical expertise. My appetite is low and I haven't eaten much lately. That's why I'm like this."

"Why? Don't you have to cherish something?"

"I lost my appetite because of a certain man who's always playing the Cold War. Maeve was in a bad mood and retorted without any hesitation.

Hearing this, Byron narrowed his eyes slightly. "Maeve, who do you think is playing the Cold War?"

"Did I stutter?" Maeve had a bad temper. She looked straight at him and asked, "Who is the person who leaves me aside every time there's an argument? It can't be me, right?"

In frustration. Maeve hit the car dashboard and added, "Oh, but forgot. You're a nobleman. You can't tolerate others being Impudent in front of you. You can give people cold treatment as you please and always feel entitled to everything. I expect nothing less from a pampered, tone-deaf man like you. After all, us commoners are nothing but tools, right?"

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