The Heir's Secret Bride

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Maeve Reese never expected her luck to be this terrible. After filly finding a chance to escape, she was caught right on the

spot.

She thought, Why did he have to return at this exact moment?

Maeve braced herself and retorted, "So what if I wanted to escape? How many times do I need to tell you? divorced! Can you please do me a favor and let me go!"

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"Where do y you plan to go? To find Alex?" Byron Medaniel asked as his cool fingers pinched her earlobe, his eyes dark and deep.

Maeve was about to deny it but then thought, 'Why do I need to explain anything to him?'

She took a deep breath and replied, "Byron, do you really think this is amusing? You are about to get engaged to Miss Anderson, and yet you're still entangled with me. Don't you think it's a bit disgraceful?" Byron let out a cold laugh. "Entangled with you? Maeve, you really think too highly of yourself."

He thought. If she hadn't been determined to abort his child, would he have had to lock her up?"

"Then why don't you just let me go!" Maeve shot back.

Byron straightened up, looking down at her from above. "You can leave if you want, but you'll have to leave the child behind.

Maeve's face turned pale, her eyes filled with resistance. She screamed, "No! Don't even think about it! This is my child. Whether I keep it or not is my choice! You cannot force me!

She thought, I'm not asking him to give birth to it, nor to raise it So why is he so fixated on making me abort my child?

'Does he really hate me that much?

However, to Byron, her words took on a different meaning,

His gaze towards her grew increasingly disappointed as he asked. "Maeve, how could there be such a cruel woman like you in this world?"

"Even a tiger does not eat its cubs, yet this woman wants to kill her child.

Is she really so unwilling to give birth to my child?' he thought, his jaw tightening, his face as cold as ice.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Thinking of this, Byron Mcdaniel's cheeks tightened slightly, and his face was as cold as ice.

"Whether this child stays or goes is not up to you," Byron stated, leaving those words behind as he strode out, slamming the door shut with a loud bang

Maeve's shoulders shrank, her eyes hollow as she stared at the tightly closed door. The bitterness that seeped from her heart threatened to engulf her entirely.

'If Byron knew that after aborting these two children, I would never be able to have another, would he consider letting me live for the sake of our past? Am I truly evil just because I want to keep this child? He really overestimates me, she thought.

But recalling the cold, indifferent look in his eyes, as if he were staring at a mere weed on the side of the road, Maeve felt all her strength drain away, collapsing onto the pillow without moving

"Knock, knock." A faint noise abruptly sounded in the room.

Maeve jerked her head up, looking towards the window from where the sound came.

Under the night sky, she saw a figure outside the window waving at her.

Maeve was startled at first, but after seeing who it was, she quickly ran over and opened the window,

"Dr. Chatterly? What are you doing here?" Maeve asked.

Jaylen held onto a rope above him with one hand, his brooding eyes gazing down at her. He asked, "When a patient refuses to take their medicine on time, what else can a doctor do but come here in person?" Marve felt a bit horrified by his words.

But considering that his future apprentice was still in her belly, it made sense that he'd come.

"Dr. Chatterly, do you have a way to help me leave here?" Macve asked.

Jaylen nodded without explanation. With his free hand, he wrapped his arm around Maeve's waist, lifting her off the ground. The noise of helicopter blades cutting through the air roared above the estate. The noise of helicopter blades cutting through the air roared above the estate.

The master bedroom door swung open again. Byron entered with a stern face, bringing men with him. His dark gaze fell immediately on the wide-open window.

His voice was cold and sharp, filled with a nameless fury as he ordered, "Find her. Turn the place upside down you must.. but find her."

Yes, Mr. Mcdaniel!" his men replied.

Half an hour later, the helicopter landed on the rooftop of Alex's apartment building.

Maeve and Jaylen had just left Zephyr Heights when she remembered to ask why they landed there.

"To divert the trouble," Jaylen said with a sly smile, a tear-shaped mole beneath his eye accentuating his mischievous expression. "It's better than having your ex-husband show up at my place one day." He certainly wasn't planning to return her.

Maeve immediately understood, but seeing how calm and unbothered he looked, she couldn't help but silently curse. This guy is so shameless!

He deceives people without even blinking.

"But what about Alex?

Maeve tried to negotiate, "Dr. Chatterly, could you lend me your phone? I need to let Alex know. Give him a heads-up." Otherwise, it would be too cruel, she thought.

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Jaylen closed his eyes and said, 'I don't use phones. And don't even think about contacting him. Your ex-husband will stop looking into him if there's nothing to find, but if you contact Alex, even nothing will become something" His words made sense, and Maeve couldn't think of a way to refute him.

Clutching her aching conscience, she silently apologized, 'Sorry, Alex

As Jaylen had predicted, Alex drew most of Byron's anger and attention.

However, Byron took less than a day to sense that something was off. He sent men to investigate the helicopter's owner and pilot.

Fortunately, Jaylen had made extra preparations, using a false identity to throw off the trail.

Unfortunately, Byron's intelligence network was far more ruthless than anticipated. Through cross-referencing information, he quickly traced it back to the Chatterly family.

By this time, Jaylen and Maeve had already fled the country, disappearing into the distance.

Byron's dark eyes gleamed with a terrifying chill upon receiving this news.

"They're still in the country. Keep searching," he ordered.

"But Mr. Mcdaniel, the flight information..." Archer began to explain.

Byron's expression grew colder as he stated, "It's just a smokescreen. If they had really fled the country, they would've done it on the first day of her escape, not now." Archer suddenly understood and replied, "I see. I'll send more men to continue the search,"

"Have them pay close attention to all hospitals, especially in the obstetrics and gynecology departments. Report back immediately if you find anything, Byron instructed. "Yes, sir!"

After Archer left, silence returned to the master bedroom. Byron stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, his sharp features touched by the deep darkness outside, giving off a sense of isolation and coldness, Maeve, you better not do something foolish," he murmured.

If she truly aborted the child, then there would be nothing left between them.

Eight months later, in a remote ancient city by the coast of Belldol, in a private obstetrics and gynecology hospital.

A few days before her due date, Maeve checked into the hospital

During this time, Jaylen and the housekeeper had been taking care of her, but no matter how brilliant a miracle doctor he was, he was truly not skilled in gynecology.

He was often more flustered than the housekeeper.

At first, when he immediately diagnosed her signs of miscarriage and prescribed her medicine to stabilize the pregnancy. she thought he was a gynecological expert. But it turned out his abilities in this area were quite limited

Every ti ne this came up, Jaylen would get irritated and say, "What pregnant woman is so special that she gets my personal care? Don't push your luck."