The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 492

"That's not what I want to hear," said Byron.

Byron's eyes were cold. His strength that shackled her carried a rare fierceness, like a ferocious beast that had woken up from a deep sleep and would not let go of its prey.

He vaguely revealed the untamed jungle savagery.

He even made Maeve feel a little unfamiliar. Her heart beat faster. At the same time, she was afraid, but an inexplicable surge of emotions welled up in her, like the flowers trembling on the branch being hit by the rain. She was even more unfamiliar with her reaction and even a little panicked.

She felt she would be dragged into a deeper and darker abyss if it continued.

The unknown always makes one feel scary.

Maeve's head maintained its last bit of consciousness as it tried to escape from the abyss. That thing seemed to have suddenly gained consciousness and swallowed her in one bite.

"Byron..." Maeve called out to him hoarsely. The tip of his nose was red. "I feel terrible."

Byron looked up slightly. When he heard her charming voice, the hostility and gloom in his eyes instantly melted a little.

'Her beautiful voice should be ruined by me, not used to call another man, thought Byron.

Byron pinched her chin and kissed her. "You're so smart. You know what I want

hear."

Maeve covered her mouth and did not dare to make a sound. Her misty eyes were filled with begging.

""Well?" said Byron,

Maeve's mind was in a mess. Finally, she tasted something in his increasingly heavy strength, and her voice broke through her fingers. "Ronny, Ronny, I want you..."

Byron raised his eyebrows after receiving a satisfactory answer. The anger in his chest finally subsided, and he pulled her back from the cliff edge.

It did not matter even if she lied to him at that moment.

One day, he would make her statement a reality.

After an unknown time, Maeve felt a soft but not glaring light before her eyes as she was asleep. She resisted her drowsiness and opened her eyes. The scene of the rising sun from the opposite mountain peak instantly came into view. The gold light scattered all over the ground. The plants in the forest shone as if they were fragments of stars that could be touched.

She was so mesmerized by the scene before her that she couldn't speak for a long time. She stared intently, thinking she was in a dream

"You're awake?" Byron's deep and hoarse voice came from above

Marve was stunned. Soon, she realized she was lying in his arms. There was a suspicious water stain on the corner of his shirt....

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"We weren't in the car all night, were we?" she asked in shock as she secretly looked around the seat to see if any traces were

left.

He had probably tidied up after she fell asleep. The seats were tidy, and there was no sign that they had messed up on them. "Yeah."

"Did you bring me here just to watch the sunrise?"

"You haven't seen it, have you?" Byron did not look up. He used his free hand to play with the headband in his hand and said calmly, "Now that you've seen it, you won't keep wondering about it." Maeve wondered how he knew, and then she suddenly thought of hernotebook...

[I hope that I can watch the sunrise and sunset with him one day in the future.]

Her dead memories began to attack her again.

The sleepiness in her head was immediately gone. She combed her messy long hair with her hand and wanted to take her

hairband back from him.

Unexpectedly, Byron dodged.

Maeve looked puzzled. "What are you doing?"

"Why? You embroidered a handkerchief for Clem. Can't I just take your hairband?" Byron looked at her with a faint smile. "I almost forgot. There's also a love letter."

Maeve was speechless.

"Wasn't the thing over last night?' thought Maeve

Her red lips moved a few times as she asked weakly, "Then how do I tie my hair?"

"I don't know. Do you know, Ms. Reese?"

Byron, who had started to be sarcastic early in the morning.

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For the sake of the beautiful sunrise, Maeve did not argue with him. She casually tucked all her hair behind her ear and let it fall.

She suddenly missed Theo and Will.

She wondered how their hair-tightening exercise was going...

After watching the sunrise, Byron drove down the mountain without communicating with Maeve throughout the journey.

He was so cold that it was as if their crazy love affair last night was just Maeve's dream.

Maeve looked at the rising sun in the rearview mirror and thought of what he said about her wondering about it. 'Why does it feel like he is cold on the outside but passionate on the inside thought Maeve. She thought about how he had taken her to the amusement park and bought her cotton candy and balloons. She mentioned those things that she wanted to do with the person she liked in her notebook. It was as if he was using new memories to cover up her old memories.

He did it in a subtle way and with a hidden agenda.

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Maeve's heart rate suddenly increased. It was faster than when they were in sync last night, creating an illusion in her mind that Byron liked her.

"What are you looking at?" Byron asked calmly, sensing her gaze.

"You look a little odd." Maeve's bright eyes turned. "You're jealous I gave give Clem a handkerchief and love letter before, and you brought me here to watch the sunrise. You can't be..." "Have you ever had a pet?" Byron answered calmly and irrelevantly.

"I once kept a little hamster I found."

"Do you hate it?"

"Of course not. If I hate it, I won't raise it." Maeve did not understand. "What does this have to do with my question?"

Byron took a look at her. "I think you're the same."

"You're the pet!" Maeve's face turned red with anger. "What the hell do you think of me?"

"A cat is not that obedient," Byron said nonchalantly.

Maeve closed her eyes and leaned back in her seat. She turned around and ignored him.

'Pet. He said I am his pet! I would be impressed if he did the same thing with his pet last night. Bonnie is right. The easier it is for men to obtain, the less they know how to cherish it,' thought Maeve.

Maeve had booked a flight ticket back to Kleymond that evening. At noon, she suddenly received a call from Ella, who told Maeve the Wings of Love, had been damaged a little by a friend of Ella's. She wanted Maeve to come over to help and save the situation. The remuneration was negotiable.

Maeve was quite angry, but Ella kept apologizing and explaining, Maeve's anger subsided since Ella's friend carelessly caused the incident.

She told Bonnie to change her flight ticket and deliberately did not tell Byron. In the afternoon, she boarded a plane to the Morris family's private island.

Coincidentally, the person who tore Wings of Love apart was Aeolian.

Aeolian had followed Zephyr to the Morris family to celebrate Jean's birthday. Coincidentally, she heard Ella mention the birthday gift she had prepared for Jean, so she touched it curiously.

It had to be known that the fabric of Wings of Love was silk, and the embroidery on it was handmade with thin golden thread.

It was fine to touch it directly, but the bad thing was Aeolian touched it with her manicured hand.

The embroidery on the gown was ruined by the rhinestones on h