The Heir's Secret Bride

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Chapter 130

Byron naturally sensed Maeve's resistance. He tightened his arm around her waist, holding her securely in his

embrace,

Maeve knew she couldn't match his strength, so she stopped struggling Exhausted, she closed her eyes and

said, "Can you let go of me? I'm not used to being held while I sleep

"Liar," Byron whispered in her ear, his voice low and hoarse. "Last night, you slept soundly in my arms."

Marve's eyes snapped open, and she replied in disbelief, "Last night, you placed a heat pack on my back, and it

got so hot | could barely stand it. The heat pack was particularly hard, making her uncomfortable even as she

slept Why did he think it was a good idea to use a heat pack on someone with a fever? she wondered.

Byron fell silent, his deep-set eyes narrowing. "Did you see a heat pack on the bed this morning

She searched her memory but couldn't recall seeing one, feeling puzzled. Then what was that-

Before Maeve could finish her question, Byron leaned in, murmuring a few words in her ear. Within seconds, her

ears flushed red. He laughed softly beside her, his voice so husky it sent shivers down her spine.

"Y-you... Maeve's voice trembled as she struggled to speak, her limbs flailing as she tried to free herself from his

arms.

Her efforts were in vain. Despite using all her strength, she couldn't break free from his hold. Instead, her

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resistance only fueled Byron's growing desire, making him tighten his hold around her waist.

"Move again, and you'll have to deal with the consequences, Byron warned, his voice both intimidating and

alluring. His words made Maeve freeze, shrinking into his embrace as she shivered from the mounting tension.

"Are you for real?" Marve's voice quivered. Tim still sick, and you're acting like this..."

Byron let out a chuckle, his fingers casually stroking her soft hand. "No matter how fragile you might be, you're

still my woman. Why can't 1?"

"Who's your woman?" Maeve bit her lip in anger. "If you want a woman, go to Karen. Stop harassing me."

Her jealousy was palpable, and Byron's eyes softened with a faint smile. "Maeve, are you jealous?"

Maeve's breath faltered, and she quickly retorted, "Why would | be jealous?"

"You're jealous of Karen, Byron said teasingly, holding her slender waist and turning her to face him.

Maeve blushed slighaly. She pushed him away and snapped, "Who's jealous of Karen? Stop making things up!"

Byron gently pinched Maeve's chin, gazing intently at her as he asked, "This morning when you said | was seeing

another woman, were you referring to Karen At the time, he had thought she was just talking nonsense to

escape the situation. Maeve looked him in the eye without flinching. "Even Alex thought you two were a couple

Mr. Mcdaniel, you should reflect

on that."

When Byron heard the mention of Alex, his eyes darkened as he questioned, "Then what's going on between you

and that pretty boy? Aren't you two getting a bit too close? Do you even consider how | feel?"

"Aren't you overthinking this?" Maeve countered, feeling both aggrieved and perplexed. "Isn't it more outrageous

that you forcedto take care of Karen?"

Byron was at a loss for words. After a moment of silence, he said with a serious tone. "I see Karen as a friend. It's

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How could | believe that? We were both kidnapped, but he only cared about Karen and showed no concern for

thought, feeling hurt. Maeve's eyes dimmed. "You don't need to explain to me. We're about to divorce anyway. |

have no interest in your private affairs

Byron narrowed his eyes. "Haven't | warned you not to mention that word again?" He thought in frustration,

‘After all the explanations I've given, she's still harboring unfounded jealousy! Is she seriously bringing up

divorce again! Maeve replied calmly, "I've thought it over. | can give up this apartment, and we really can't be-"

Before she could finish, Byron silenced her with a fierce kiss, leaving her unable to utter a single word. His chest

seemed to burn with a fiery rage, and Maeve's mention of divorce only made the flames flare up, consuming the

last bit of his rationality. Due to her illness, Maeve's body was warmer than usual. Byron's lips pressed against

hers with an intensity that felt almost threatening.

"You were the one who provoked me; I'll decide when it's over, he uttered, his voice raspy with a dangerous

edge. Maeve's lashes fluttered, but before she could respond, he pressed her down, forcing her to accept his

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passionate kiss.

Never had she felt so keenly that if Byron was serious, she would be powerless to resist.

She was completely at his mercy, unable to fend off his advances. Although she struggled internally, her body

gradually softened under his touch, making her resistance appear more like a feeble attempt,

"Byron," Maeve cried out, fighting to regain scomposure, glaring at the man before her with reddened eyes.

"This isn't part of the agreement!"

Byron showered her car with soft kisses, his breath hot against her skin. "Words are meaningless. Showthe

proof."

Maeve's eyes widened in shock at his audacity.

Looking at Marve's incredulous expression, the tension in Byron's heart eased slightly. He rested his forehead

gently against hers, gradually calming his breathing "Get a hold of yourself. You're still sick. I'm not going to take

this any further." Maeve breathed a sigh of relief, but her hand was still held tightly by him. She looked up and

met his intense gaze.

"However, to teach you a lesson, I'll be collecting sinterest, he said teasingly.

Maeve narrowed her eyes. "What?"

Byron, with a somewhat satisfied expression, sat beside her. "Haven't you had a relationship before? Why do you

seem so clueless about everything?

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