The Heir's Secret Bride

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Back in the car, Maeve thought Byron would say something, but he just gave her a quick glance before focusing back on the road.

She couldn't quite figure out what that look meant, and the silence between them felt awkward.

When they got to the apartment, Byron pulled her into the room across the hall. Once inside, he grabbed her arm and lifted her onto the cabinet near the door. They were now eye level. Maeve tried to get down, but his solid frame blocked her, making it impossible to move.

"What are you doing?" she asked, frowning.Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

"Don't you have something to tell me?" Byron's voice was deep.

Maeve pressed her lips together. What are you talking about?"

"You think I didn't notice what happened today? His gaze never left her. "I've been waiting for you to come clean the whole drive back

It was clear she had no intention of saying anything.

Maeve's heart skipped. She had suspected he might know, but hearing him confront her was different. Now he had her cornered, waiting for an answer. She looked down, staying quiet On one hand, she promised Jaylen she wouldn't say anything. Breaking that wasn't an option.

On the other hand, she worried Byron would blame her for suggesting they separate so easily. Still, thinking about Byron with Serena at the party earlier left her feeling bitter.

As her silence dragged on, Byron's expression grew colder, inching toward indifference.

"You're really not going to tell me?" His voice was sharp. "Maeve I've given you so many chances, and you still don't take

them"

He had left the door open for her to step closer, but she chose to stay right where she was, refusing to move even a single

step.

At first, Byron figured Maeve stayed with Jaylen because he only had six months to live. That was why she kept talking about the deadline.

But now, things looked different. Maybe Jaylen held more space in her heart than he ever did.

A bitter smile tugged at Byron's lips. He slowly released her wrist and turned away.

This apartment was probably wouldn't be needed anymore. His expression darkened, and his eyes felt like the frozen sea- cold and endless.

Then, suddenly, he heard a soft thud behind him. Before he could fully process it, something soft and warm crashed into his back. Maeve's arms wrapped around his waist tightly, holding him there. Byron froze. Maeve pressed her cheek against his back, her voice shaky but determined. "I made a promise to him, I can't go back on that. But... I'll make it up to you in other ways. Okay?"

Without waiting for his reaction, she moved in front of him, grabbed his hands, and pressed them against her chest.

Her face flushed bright red, but she pushed through the embarrassment, meeting his stunned gaze. "You're not leaving Chapter 335

tonight!" she declared.

Last time, she just stood there, watching him walk away, powerless to do anything. She wasn't about to let that happen again.

Maeve couldn't keep lying to herself. She wanted Jaylen to be okay, but that didn't mean she had to push away the man she truly loved.

It all clicked in her mind. She realized she was just as crazy as Byron. Otherwise, she wouldn't be unbuttoning his shirt right now as he lifted her onto the cabinet and kissed her again. That one move ignited something fierce inside Byron, burning away whatever self-control he had left.

"Help me with this," he rasped, guiding her hand to his belt, his gaze smoldering with inte