The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter

475

Byron sat at the head of the bed and flipped through a document that would be used tomorrow. Hearing Maeve, he did not even look up as he said, "If my mom wants a divorce, the Mcdaniel Group's legal team has a 90% chance of helping her get Jason to leave with

nothing."

"Does Alexis know?" asked Maeve.

"Yes. We've talked about it before."

Maeve was even more puzzled. "Then, why hasn't Alexis divorce Mr. Mcdaniel yet? Does she have any concerns?"

'Byron does not object to it as her son. Alexis still does not mention divorce. It could only be for personal reasons. However, Alexis doesn't look like she still has feelings for Jason when she retorts him, thought Maeve.

Byron closed the document and faintly explained, "Probably because my mom is more sentimental."

Then he glanced at Maeve, who had misunderstood what he meant. "It's not what you think. My mom was engaged to someone else when she was young, but the man disappeared shortly before they were to get their marriage license, leaving my pregnant mom to face the rumors alone. Later on, my mom married Jason."

His brief words carried a lot of information.

Maeve was stunned. She did not expect Alexis, domineering and elegant, to have such a sad past.

Women who got pregnant before marriage were severely criticized in those days. Just talking alone could kill them.

Jason had married Alexis to protect her at that time. No wonder Alexis hated him so much now and had never mentioned divorce him.

Maeve wanted to ask where the child had gone, but a shadow suddenly covered his eyes.novelbin

Byron put down the document and leaned over. He put his arm through the back of her neck and half carried her up. "That's the end of the bedtime story. It's my turn to collect interest."

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The skin under her clothes suddenly felt cold. Maeve grabbed his downward arm in panic. "Wait... You didn't say you wanted to collect interest on this."

"There's no such thing as a free lunch. Similarly, there's no such thing as a free story."

""But...but I don't want to..."

As soon as she finished her words, her soft abdomen was pricked by his short hair. Suddenly, as if someone had silenced her, her fingertips tightened on his sleeve, and her ears turned red. Byron raised his head slightly. From his angle, he could see Maeve's blushing face through her breasts. He smiled.

"It's my turn to serve you tonight. Do you want it?" said Byron.

Maeve's face was burning hot, and her mind was in a mess. Her words of rejection were stuck in her throat.

In the end, it turned into a mosquito-like syllable. "Yes..."

The next day.

When Maeve woke up to find her bedsheets covered in stains, she instantly panicked. She hurriedly got up and changed it.

She secretly went to the laundry room and stuffed the bedsheets into the washing machine before she heaved a sigh of

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15:05 Sat,

relief.

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Will and Theo had gone to school at that time. Maeve did not know if Byron had gone out or not, so she did not dare to go downstairs.

She was about to hide in her room for a day when she suddenly received a call from Paige.

Someone had spent a lot of money to buy the Wings of Love displayed on the official website of DreamScape. The one was waiting in the studio. Paige had no choice but to call her. Maeve's sharp object phobia had not been cured yet, and she did not plan to touch anything related to design in the short to avoid a relapse, so she had been on vacation recently. However, she had no choice but to go over in person today.

Not long after Maeve left, a delivery arrived at the villa.

Damian did not see the recipient's name and thought it was Byron's. He took it to the study and handed it to him. Byron opened it and saw the graduation photo at the top. Only then did he realize that it was a delivery for Maeve.

He picked up the phone beside him and sent her a message. [The package from your teacher has arrived. Can I see it?]

Maeve was still a little embarrassed when she suddenly received his message. On one hand, she was glad she had slipped away quickly and did not bump into him. On the other hand, she replied: [Go ahead. You're not allowed to laugh at my ugly handwriting.] The package was sent to her by Mrs. Moss. They were all things that she did not have time to take with her when she graduated from high school.

Maeve thought it was also a souvenir, so she asked Mrs. Moss to help her to send it over to her.

Byron put down his phone and took out all the things in the cardboard box and placed them on the desk. At a glance, he saw that they were all textbooks and homework, mixed with two or three colorful extracurricular books.

He pulled them out and took a look.

Domineering CEO Dotes Her

The Young Lover of the Neglected Empress

The Extraordinary Wife Runs with the Ball

Byron frowned and thought, 'What are these things?'

He didn't pay much attention to these books. Then, he picked up Maeve's language book.

Maeve took notes on every page in beautiful and tidy handwriting that was far from ugly..

Whenever she encountered words or poems she liked, she even used the colorful markers to paint a layer, hiding some unknown thoughts of the young girl.

Why isn't class over yet? The fried chicken wings in the canteen are going to be snatched up again.]

[Latix is so delicious. I must have been a cute Latix in my previous life.]

[The fruits of the apple tree at the back door are so sour. I don't understand why the dean is guarding there. He is afraid the students will steal them. Is he complaining about having too many teeth?]

15:05 Sat,

[There's free soup in the canteen every day. I'll go to the supermarket to buy a bottle of sauce. Two doughnuts a day. Twenty dollars is enough for a month, I'm a genius.]

[Annoying fly. Why aren't you studying hard at such a young age Don't disturb my studies to get into college.]

Through these words that seeped into the back of the paper, it was as if he could see a girl with a ponytail in her school uniform sitting in a classroom by the window. She held her check and wrote these internal complaints in the blank space of the book. Sometimes she frowned, and sometimes snickered slyly like a little fox. She was worried that she would go hungry one day because she only had twenty dollars a month for living expenses

However, even if she would go hungry, she would not blame anyone. Instead, she would feel smug because she had thought of a way to save money.

Byron suddenly understood why she was so optimistic when he first met her.

It was born without being sculpted.

Byron chuckled and put down the textbook. He casually picked up an assignment and accidentally saw the diary under it.

'She had the habit of writing in her diary?' thought Byron.

On the first page, there were a few bold words: Maeve's notebook. Keep Out. Or you'll lose money!

The smile in Byron's eyes deepened as he flipped to the next page unhurriedly.

When he read the first line of words, the smile on Byron's lips slowly froze. His jawline was slightly stiff.

[Oh, no. I think I'm in love.]

Maeve used two full pages to describe her teenage crush with cute and colorful hand-drawn pictures. It was lively and adorable.

Snap! Byron slammed shut the notebook. A cold snort escaped his thin lips.

"She didn't study hard and get into university at such a young age. Why are she in love?"

After a while, Byron opened the notebook again and continued reading with a dark expression.