The Heir's Secret Bride

Maeve struck the window five times in a row. Her arms were neatly frozen stiff and they hurt so much that she could hardly raise them. However, all she managed to do was crack the window slightly. She bent forward, kneeling on the shelf, her teeth clenched, her jaw aching with pain.

It was incredibly cold.

How can it be so cold? Maeve thought.

She could not hold on for much longer.

"Maeve, get down now!" Lynn noticed something was wrong and shouted urgently, "If you don't come down, you'll freeze to death!"

Maeve did not want to move. In fact, she even felt a reckless desire to just let herself freeze to death right there.

But then, out of nowhere, the image of Theo's adorable face popped into her mind, along with his mischievous little expressions.

If I died. Theo would cry his heart out, Maeve thought.

At that thought, Maeve gritted her teeth and climbed down from the shelf, but she had no strength left to stand. She collapsed to the ground, barely clinging to life.

Lynn's eyes turned red as images flashed through her mind.

"Let's bring him home. He looks so pitiful.

"I like him! I want to marry him when I grow up!

Tm sorry, I will be leaving first. You need to carry on living for both of us."

The sweet voice of a child echoed in Lynn's mind, triggering a sharp headache and a sharp pain in her eyes.

Just as Lynn felt herself on the verge of breaking down, Maeve's soft groan brought her back to her senses.

Lynn rushed to help Maeve up, quickly wrapping Maeve in the coat and holding her tight.

"Don't die. You can't die. I won't let anything happen to you," Lynn muttered to herself. She seemed like she was talking to Maeve but also seemed like she was looking at someone else through Marve. "I'm not dead yet," Maeve said with difficulty. "But if you continue to strangle me like this, I'll make sure you die first"

'Damn it. Is she afraid that I won't die quickly enough? I can barely breathe, Maeve thought

Lynn would not

Maeve was sosen her grip, but Maeve shoved her away. While checking the area thathurt from Lynn's tight hug. to find a cell phone.

"Why didn't you say that you have your phone with you?" Maeve glared at Lynn.

Lynn was a little out of it. "I-1 forgot..."

Maeve was speechless.

'She's not a spoiled princess. She's just an innocent, naive girl, Maeve thought.

I-I'm a little uncomfortable like this. Why can't we sit separately Lynn asked.

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"Suit yourself. If you want to freeze to death at the side, you can always crawl out from under my coat," Maeve said.

Lynn stopped talking. She was in the cold storage room, but her body felt like it was on fire. It was so hot that she felt tense. and uncomfortable.

Maeve could not sense Lynn's abnormality, but she could feel the heat on Lynn's body.

She opened her eyes and looked at Lynn in confusion. "Don't tell me you have a fever?" "N-no."

"Then why is your temperature suddenly so high? Maeve asked.

"L... Lynn stuttered for a long time before saying. Tm naturally hot, but it wasn't obvious just now."

Normally, Maeve would not believe a word of this.

However, the cold environment was affecting her brain's ability to think clearly, so Maeve did not dwell on it much.

Besides, as Lynn's body temperature rose, Maeve unconsciously moved a little closer to Lynn, trying to absorb some of that

warmth.

Lynn froze completely, not daring to move, but she could not help but keep sneaking glances at Maeve out of the corner of her eyes.

"There's a ventilation window there." Maeve pointed to a small window high up on the wall and said to Lynn, "This might not be a cold storage room or there wouldn't be a window" Moreover, the temperature here fluctuated. It was clear that someone was controlling it.

Lynn glanced at the window skeptically. "It's too high up. Even with the shelves, we won't be able to climb out," she said.

Furthermore, the windows were sealed.

"How would we know if we don't try?" Maeve unzipped her jacket and said, "T'd rather fight for a slim chance than sit here waiting to die. Whether you want to help or not is up to you." After speaking, Maeve clenched her teeth, enduring the bone-deep chill. She moved around for a bit to get her blood. Ilowing.

After that, Maeve dragged the shelf closer to the window and climbed onto it. She grabbed a broken three-legged stool from the floor and began smashing at the window.

The shelf creaked and wobbled dangerously under the pressure, but after a tense moment, it finally stabilized.

Maeve glanced down, surprised to see Lynn standing beneath her, silently watching.

"Maybe this spoiled princess isn't so unbearable after all, Maeve thought. When she isn't talking, she is somewhat tolerable."NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

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