The Heir's Secret Bride

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Just as Maeve was lost in wild thoughts, suddenly her body was lifted up into the air, which startled her so much that she immediately wrapped her arms around Byron's neck. "What are you doing?"

"Instead of wasting your time thinking about other things, why don't you care about me?" Byron said calmly. He placed her on the bed and then pounced on her.

Macve blushed at his sudden action. "Wasn't I just concerned about your injuries?"

"It's not that." Byron grabbed her hand and put it down without stopping. "This is what you need to concerned about."

Maeve was in great shock.

She glared at him angrily. "You can't even see and you're still thinking about such things! Can you do it now?"

Men are the kind of creatures who are most sensitive about hearing such questions.

Byron immediately proved to her with his actions whether he could do it or not.

Only the sense of sight is gone, while all the other senses are still there.

It was more than enough to make her cry.

"Wait, I'm on my period!"

Byron's voice was hoarse. "Then I'll suffer a little."

The next morning, Maeve woke up with a hoarse voice as expected. Her legs were as soft as spaghetti, and she could not even walk She was wrong. Her mistake was that she shouldn't have changed her clothes and left the door unlocked, giving a wolf an opening.

And because she had something on her mind, she looked for him for comfort and revealed her fragile neck to him.

In the end, she was brought back to the nest and eaten until there was nothing left. She thought that her period could protect her. However, she did not expect that even if he did not perform actual actions, he still had hands, legs, and even...

Marve walked to the dining room and slowly sat down in the seat. She said weakly to Theo, "Baby, give me a bottle of milk.

It needs to be hot"

She needed nourishment.

Theo immediately went to the kitchen to get a bottle. He even thoughtfully opened the bottle cap. "Mommy, drink."

Thank you Baby Marve took a big gulp and finally felt a little better.

"Did mommy not skep well last night? You looks like a scholar whose essence was sucked away by a wisen in a television drama The title The leaned against the table and said in a milky voice. Tips description was indescribable.

Maeve's face showed a look of vicinu

the sad in beurt. The vixen is your father, baby

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Theo said again, "Although Mommy with dark circles under your eyes is also very pretty, but baby likes Mommy best when you have had enough sleep and is full of energy!"

"Alright, alright, alright. I'll definitely do it next time!" Maeve's heart softened when she heard that.

She thought to herself, 'It was still my baby who cares about me. Unlike some people who only caused me to have dark circles under my eyes!"

"Mom, breakfast is ready." Will brought out Maeve's breakfast and tiptoed to place it in front of Maeve. "I tried to make Western breakfast. Theo said it's quite delicious. Mom, try it." Maeve was shocked. "Where's your father? He actually let you into the kitchen with ease?"

Will tilted his head. "Dad went out very early. He went to the hospital for a checkup. Before he left, he asked me to make breakfast for Mom."

Maeve had mixed feelings. 'No wonder it's said that as long as the kids are alive when dads are taking care of them, it's good enough.'

She didn't even dare to let the two little ones touch the things in the kitchen, afraid that they would get hurt. Byron had ordered his young son to make breakfast for the family. This was really speechless.

"Delicious!" Maeve ate two sandwiches in one go. "As expected of Will. You've inherited my teachings!"

Will pursed his lips and smiled shyly. "I'll make Mommy's favorite Chinese breakfast tomorrow."

He was reading a cooking book after class and learned very quickly.

Theo, who was holding a croissant in each hand, blinked. 'I... I would eat with mommy tomorrow!'

After the two little ones went to school, Maeve also drove to the studio.

"Ms. Reese, you have an outing today. Due to special circumstances, this customer is unable to be present and needs us to come personally." Paige handed the organized itinerary to Maeve

Maeve looked at the address. "Mapledeca... Isn't that manor unoccupied? Are you sure the customer stays there?"

"You don't know this. A rich man from overseas spent a lot of money to buy that manor because he could see the maple red by the river in autumn." Paige sighed. "It's just a limited view that can only be seen in autumn. Rich people are really perverted." Paige thought to herself, 'Why wasn't I one more pervert?'

Maeve chuckled. "Rich and willful, you know."

"Right!" Paige became cheerful again. "I've never seen what a manor looks like in my life. It's said that among the most expensive manors in Kleymond, besides Nightfall Manor, there's this Mapledeca!"

'Nightfall Manor... Wasn't that Byron's house?' Maeve touched the tip of her nose. "It's fine. You'll see it in a while."

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An hour later, Maeve brought Paige to Mapledeca.

Diagonally opposite was the Maple River, Maple trees were planted on both sides of the river. It was not the season to get red yet, so it would look even better in autumn.

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However, the pure river scenery was also very moving.

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Wearing a black tuxedo and a pocket watch, the British butler led them through the door, upstairs, and into the innermost

room.

"Sir, the designer of Dreamscape has arrived," the butler said to the man in the wheelchair in front of the window.

The wheelchair slowly turned to Maeve and the others. Sitting in it was a man in light-colored home clothes. Even sitting down could not hide his dignified aura.

His appearance was a rarely seen wild type. He had a sharp face like an ancient Greek mythological

were sharp. He looked at people with a mechanical coldness.

It was like... an eagle circling in the air but not ready to hunt.

He exuded an aura that was not to be trifled with.

This aura made it easy for people to ignore the fact that he could not walk.

and his eyes

Maeve accidentally looked at him and was stunned. 'Had I seen a ghost these past two days? When I saw the beautiful lady, I felt that she looked familiar. When I saw the handsome uncle, I felt that he also looked familiar. Could it be that... good-looking people were more similar?'

"Hello, Mr. Soar. I am Dreamscape's chief designer, Maeve Reese. This is my assistant, Paige Sims," Maeve introduced her team politely.

Gale Soar nodded slightly. "I know. I came to you to thank you."

Maeve's eyes were filled with confusion. "Thank me?"

"Last Wednesday, you and your companions saved my life at the famous restaurant in Greenhaven," Gale said concisely.

Maeve suddenly remembered that he was the last guest who was treated by Jaylen that day!

At that time, he had fainted and his face was very pale, so she did not recognize him immediately.

"So it's you." Maeve suddenly understood. "Are you feeling better?"

"Thanks to you, it's alright for now," Gale said. "After I woke up, I sent someone to look for you. In the end, I found out that you had returned to Kleymond, so I came over. What reward do you want?"

'It turned out that custom-made clothes were fake. Repaying kindness was the real thing, Maeve could not help but mutter in her heart. "These rich people valued favors more than anything else. If I didn't accept it, they might even think that I was asking for more benefits. Therefore, i had to make a request, but k couldn't go overboard!

Maeve thought for a moment. "We're not saving people for the reward. If you must give it to us, just order a set of clothes from our studio."