The Heir's Secret Bride

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Obviously, Dreamscape was valuable enough for Trazir to extend such a kind gesture.

This realization gave Maeve a sense of satisfaction.

It was a pity that fortune did not cwithout misfortune.

As expected, Maeve caught a cold when she returned to the apartment.

Her children, once again, were all over the place.

The younger one was in the kitchen making ginger tea to ward off Marve's fever and cold. The older one was

wringing a hot towel to wipe Maeve's sweat and making chicken soup for her. Byron wanted to do something to

show his presence, but he realized that the two boys had already done everything.

There was no room for him to make a move.

Even Maeve felt that he was crowding her personal space. She bit the straw and waved her hand. "Don't just

stand here. | feel

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Will noticed his mum felt dizzy and nervously blurted out, "Dad, please leave and go to work. The company

needs you. We don't need you here for the tbeing."

Byron was at a loss. 'So the three of us aren't family? Are you really kickingout?"

Byron frowned and thought of throwing Theo and his son out of the room.

At that moment, his gaze fell on the vase on the table.

"Why did you put golden magnolias in your bedroom?" he asked.

Maeve resisted her drowsiness and looked up at the dew-dampened golden magnolias in the vase. In confusion,

she asked, "What's wrong with them? | just got them today."

She was in a good mood after Warren's offer to work with her, so she bought them from a florist on her way bac

home.

Byron glanced at her indifferently. "The golden magnolias are toxic and can't be put in the bedroom. Don't you

feel dizzy now?"

"| thought it was because of the cold..." Maeve massaged her temples. No wonder she had a headache and felt a

little nauseous just now.

She had never caught a cold like this before.

Byron took the bouquet of golden magnolias out of the vase. For a moment, he felt something. The bottoms of

the stems seemed to have rubbed against something in the vase, and he felt a soft item obstructing the way. He

frowned slightly and looked into the vase, but it was too dark to see what was inside.

"What's wrong?" Maeve saw him observing the interior of the vase and asked in confusion.

As soon as she finished speaking, an image suddenly flashed through her mind.

Four years ago, she seemed to have hidden something in this vase and had never taken it out.

She tried to recall what it was but she felt quite dizzy and could not remember.

Maeve's head was dizzy and he could not remember what it was she left in the vase.

"Nothing." Byron retracted his gaze. He was probably overthinking.

Maeve's eyelids drooped. "Then helpout and take the flowers outside. | want to sleep for a while. Dinner..."

"I can do it. How will you repay me?" Byron teased.

"What do you want?" Maeve retorted.

"We'll talk tonight," Byron stated.

Maeve did not realize his words carried a deeper meaning. She could not resist her sleepiness and slowly fell

asleep with her cheek against the pillow.

Will got out of bed quietly, tucked Maeve in, and took his father's hand as they walked out of the bedroom.

"Dad, have you and Mom made up?" he asked seriously.

Byron's eyes darkened slightly. "Not yet."

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The two agreed not to mention their engagement for the tbeing.

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An expression of disapproval appeared on Will's face. "Daddy, Mommy is such an extraordinary, beautiful, and

kind woman. She's well-known in the community. If you don't cherish her, she might get taken by someone

else?" 'Mummy was already once engaged to someone else, so it may be a threat to his position. Plus, Tom often

comes to the house. Why doesn't he just put in the effort!" Will pondered.

Hearing this, Byron raised his eyebrows. "You know this yet you beatto it and took care of your Mom."

Will recalled how he quickly tried to gain his mother's favor, and probably forgot that he had a father.

Will felt guilty for a second. "I'm sorry, Dad. Mom likes it when | warm her feet. We can talk about you winning

Mom's favor next time."

Byron was beaming with pride as he realized just how good his son was.

Late at night.

Byron quietly pushed open the master bedroom door open, walked to the bed, and looked down. Will was leaning

against Maeve's feet like a leg warmer, snoring softly. After a while, Byron carried Will back to the his room next

door

Theo was sleeping soundly on the bed. The blanket didn't cover his little butt, making her look like she adorable.

Byron pulled up the blanket for him. He initially wanted to move Theo's sleeping posture so that he would not

sleep uncomfortably.

"Byron, | still want to have chicken nuggets..." Theo slurped his saliva in his sleep as he muttered those words.

Byron heard Theo call him, "Byron" and he was speechless.

Byron pulled back his arm, turned it and smacked Theo's little butt.

Theo arched his body and turned his body over to sleep on the other cheek. He hadn't realized how close he had

cto falling off his bed.

Byron placed Will beside Theo, covered them with the blanket, and stepped out.

In the master bedroom, Maeve had woken up. She leaned over to reach the vase on the table.

"Are you awake now?" Byron walked over with heavy steps. "What do you want to do with the vase?"

When she saw Byron, Maeve immediately retracted her hand for sinexplicable reason. She couldn't let him

catch her red handed. "Nothing. | was too drowsy and the te

excuse to brush it off.

there were still flowers in the vase." She scratched her cheek and found a random

But Byron had already picked up the vase and turned it upside down.

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