The Heir's Secret Bride

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future, just letknow."

This way, she could stay connected.

There was a pause from behind the divider, then a soft, low chuckle.

Serena's heart skipped, blushing. 'Mr. McDaniel laughed! Is he touched by my words?" Serena wondered.

But Byron's voice soon turned serious again. "Archer, please arrange for a driver to take Ms. Malvis back."

"Yes, Mr. McDaniel."

Serena, captivated by his laugh, barely noticed the shift in his tone. Following Archer out, she felt a swell of

mixed emotions.

Behind the divider, Byron was listening to voice messages through a Bluetooth earpiece, his expression softening

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with amusement at Maeve's angry voice. Maeve shouted, "Byron, are you seriously ignoring me? You're letting

other people in, but | can't cnear your ward? If this isn't targeting me, what is?

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"Open the door if you dare! | know you're in there! Don't pretend to be silent.

"It's only because my legs aren't up to full strength yet. Once I'm recovered, I'll ckick the door open myself,

believe me!"

Her voice painted an image of her fuming on the other side, cheeks puffed like the blue stuffed toy she'd given

to Will. Byron stifled a smile, imagining how adorable she looked. 90%

Clicking on the next message, the Bluetooth earpiece beeped, signaling low battery, and then the message

played over the phone's speaker.

Maeve said, "I barely tapped you last night, and now you're holding a grudge? Fine, I'll be gentler next time!

Don't be such a baby!"

Archer, just returning, and the doctor, about to leave, were both stunned when they heard the message.

Both quickly exited to avoid overhearing more, though they couldn't resist slowing their steps to catch bits of the

conversation.

Fortunately, Byron couldn't see them now, or they'd be in trouble.

Byron pursed his lips, a blush creeping up to the tips of his ears. He wasn't one to hold grudges, especially over

such small matters. She almost hurt him last night, but he'd let it go.

He was about to open the next message when he noticed the hesitant steps of Archer and the doctor. Frowning,

he called out, "Out. Close the door."

"Yes, Mr. McDaniel!" They scrambled out.

Maeve's next message sounded even more forlorn. "If you hatethat much, I'll just transfer to another

hospital. | won't stay here to annoy you."

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Byron's expression hardened. ‘Transfer? This hospital is the best in Kleymond, and the doctors know her

condition intimately. They'd designed her treatments carefully, and only here would she receive the best care.

"The person responsible for her infection is still unknown, and she could be targeted again, Byron thought.

"I won't allow it," Byron replied firmly. "Stay here and focus on your recovery. Don't waste ton nonsense."

Maeve didn't respond.

After Maeve didn't respond after a while, Byron realized she must already be packing. And no one could stop her.

Byron's expression darkened. Ignoring the pang in his chest, he carefully navigated out from behind the divider.

His loss of sight made every step slow and cautious.

Byron had never felt so helpless.

After fumbling his way to the door, he finally managed to open it. At that moment, a small, soft hand grabbed his

wrist.

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