The Heir's Secret Bride

Maeve was stunned as she thought, This design is a little like....

She hesitated for a moment before picking up the box and opening it.

A pair of Mobius ring-shaped diamond rings stood quietly in the box while glowing. It stung Maeve's eyes.

Last time, Byron told her that there was no wedding, and that the relationship between him and Lynn was not what she thought.

Although she said that she didn't believe him, she still had some expectations.

She felt that perhaps he had some difficulties that he could not tell her, just like before,

She decided to try to trust him again before a conclusion was made. She would give him and herself one last chance.

Maeve clenched her fingers tightly. Her palm was hurting from the edge of the brocade box, but she did not notice it. She stared at the wedding rings inside in a daze.

She thought. He has even prepared wedding rings. How is he going to explain this? How silly of me to believe him." Macve's eyes welled up with an uncontrollable sourness, accompanied by an uncontrollable stabbing pain. "Snap." She closed the box before she lost control of her emotions and put it back in its original position.

However, the residual pain in her palm did not disappear.

For a moment, Maeve could not tell if it was her hand or her heart that was hurting.

en, she felt that it was perhaps both.

She got up numbly. She wanted to leave this place, but she turned around and went to Will's room.

Will was used to meditating for a while before going to bed, but he was a little tired that day. He sat on the small yoga mat and fell asleep.

Maeve walked up to him. When she saw the book in front of him; her unfocused eyes became much gentler.

She thought, "No wonder the little guy always knows so much. It turns out that he reads a lot. Does he need a meditation drum? I will buy one for him next time.

With that thought in mind, Maeve gently picked up Will and wanted to put him back on the bed.

Will woke up immediately. When he saw that it was Macve, he relaxed and hugged her neck affectionately. "Mom...

He thought, "It's the smell of mother

Maeve's heart ached. She lowered her head and kissed his forehead. "Goodnight, baby,"

After the kidnapping incident, Will couldn't sleep well at night. He would wake up at the slightest noise.

Theo attributed it to his insecurity and fear of being separated from Maeve again

Maeve accompanied him for a while. After covering him with the blanket, she was about to go out

Byron leaned against the door and watched.

Maeve's heart skipped beat, She tried her best to remain calm as she walked out and closed the door before saying, "Im going back." "Maeve, you seem to care too much about Will," Byron suddenly said from behind her, "He is other people's child, after all."

Maeve stopped in her tracks and turned to look at him. "What are you trying to say?"

Byron's gaze was deep. "Why didn't I know that you like children so much? Or should I say that Will is an exception?" Hearing his probing, Maeve lowered her eyes and felt a little tired.

She was so tired that she didn't want to think at all. She didn't even want to hide it anymore.

She said softly, "That's right. I do like Will, and I like Leo, I ever liked you four years ago. But what does this prove?"

After saying this, the stone that had been pressing on her heart for a long time seemed to have been removed.

Byron's black pupils suddenly constricted. He did not expect to bear such an answer. His tall body tensed and stiffened. "What did you just say?"

He thought, "She liked me before?

Maeve was immersed in her own emotions and did not notice anything amiss with him.

She was just a little tired,

She said, "Byron, you don't have to test me like this all the time. I haven't forgotten that I was pregnant with your child four years ago. But don't forget that you cut off our relationship with your own hands, including the relationship with the child. Maeve's pale lips moved slightly. "So... It's best if we don't meet again in the future. Otherwise, I'll remember those unhappy pasts every time I see you. I'll eve think that I'm a despicable person who interferes in other people's relationships. Even if it's on account of the fact that I once liked you, can you save the last bit of dignity for each other and not make me feel so uncomfortable again?"

After saying this, Maeve felt as if all the strength in her body had been sucked out, and her heart was empty.

She did not look at Byron's current expression. It was obvious that he thought she was crazy.

Maeve thought, I am indeed crazy. When I fell in love with him in the past, I had already gone crazy Maeve pursed her lips and left with heavy steps.

It was not until the door closed that Byron slowly recovered from the turmoil caused by Maeve's words.

His pitch-black eyes seemed like a sea that had suddenly had a hurricane, raising layers of tempestuous waves. Ewerthe light that fell from above was annihilated.

He thought, "What did Maeve say just now? So she liked me four years ago? Does that mean she doesn't like me now? What did she mean by I cut off my relationship with her and the child?

Byron raised his hand and pressed it against his brow bone, forcefully suppressing the, surging emotions in his chest. He closed his eyes slightly and fell into deep thought

He thought, 'If my guess is correct, Maeve seemed to be blaming: Also, she sounded disappointed and as if she was about to give up. What happened?" Mon, Nov

The next day, Maeve brought Tom to the studio to report.

Although he was a bodyguard, Maeve still arranged a separate position for him to do some basic work that did not require professional ability.

She was afraid that he would think too much and commit suicide when idling.

Tom was probably a little afraid of the new environment. After he joined the company, he sat quietly at his post. He would do whatever was assigned to him, and if not, he would be in a daze. He was pretty much being a pushover. Except for one thing, the coffee he made was delicious.

Moreover, he only made it for Marve. No one else had such treatment.

When it was almost noon. Maeve finished her coffee to refresh herself. Paige knocked on the door and came in to tell her that Lynn had arrived. Maeve was in a daze for a while before she came back to her senses under Paige's urging. She asked her to invite Lynn to the changing room. Coincidentally, the wedding dress was almost finished. Lynn came at the right time.

Maeve rubbed her temples and walked out.

When she saw Lynn, Maeve realized that she seemed a little different.

In the past, she always dressed up in a dress, wore white gloves, and carried an exquisite small bag. She was fashionable and lively, like a little princess. Today, she was wearing a dark blue riding suit, looking very heroic and valiant. Her every move was also very neat.NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

s soon as she saw her, Lynn immediately smiled. "Maeve."

"Miss Anderson" Maeve nodded at her. "You came at the right time. Your dress is almost done. You can try if there's anything that needs to be changed." y it on now and see

Lynn was stunned for a moment and said hesitantly, "Why don't we try it after lunch? Are you going to get off work soon? Can I treat you to a meal?" She didn't really want those dresses anymore.