The Heir's Secret Bride

I'm an adult. How could I be lost?" Maeve clenched her fists. "Besides, if you can't find me, you can call me. Why did you tell them to make that announcement?" She was sure Byron had done it on purpose because she went shopping without looking for him. How petty of him, she thought. The staff around her were now looking at her as if saying she was too old to be lost in a supermarket.

Yet, the culprit did not seem to have any intention of apologizing He even asked, "Where's your phone?*

"It's in my pocket-Maeve reached into her pocket and froze. Her face went blank for a moment. "Where's my phone?" She wondered if she had left it in the car. Her purse wasn't with her either.

Byron looked at her as i

f she was an idiot. He clucked his tongue and said, "Let's pay first."

pay you back when we get back, Maeve said, following him listlessly to one of the cash registers and removed the items from the cart.

The cashier looked at them teasingly and remarked to Byron, "Did you finally find your kid? Remember to hold her tightly next time so she isn't lost again.

Byron nodded lazily and took out his wallet to pay.

Maeve silently hid behind Byron. Her cheeks were burning as though she had a fever. She would never have the courage to come to this supermarket again. She was embarrassed every time she came here. After paying. Byron

easily picked up the large bags. When he saw Maeve standing in front of the shelf beside the cashier, he raised his eyebrows and said, "No matter how long you look at it. I won't buy it for you. Let's go." Maeve blinked. She looked at the shelves in confusion and that those were fences for keeping kids away from an area. Her mind exploded. Her face flushed red. She had never said she wanted him to buy that for her. She didn't need them.

Back at the apartment, Maeve was still thinking about what happened just now. Her ears were red. She ignored Byron and carried the groceries into the kitchen. She decided that he could go hungry tonight. However, Byron seemed to have seen through her thoughts. He rolled up his sleeves and walked over to wash the vegetables, When he saw Maeve cutting carrots, he frowned. "I don't eat carrots." Maeve's voice was calm. "I'm making baked carrots with chicken, carrot soup, and carrot salad tonight."

Byron asked, "Are you doing this on purpose?"

"Why would I? I just feel like eating carrots tonight."

Byron was speechless.

After dinner, Maeve heard the doorbell ring. She walked over and looked through the peephole. There were several men in work uniforms.

She opened the door and asked in confusion, "What's up?"

"Hello, Mr. Mcdaniel just ordered several products from our mall. We're delivering them to your door now," one of the staff smiling.

said,

"I see. Thanks for the delivery. Maeve stepped aside and watched them carry the boxes in. Then, she walked to Byron and asked. "What did you buy?"

"See for yourself," he said flatly.

Maeve looked curiously at the staff opening the boxes. There were about five or six of them. There was a dishwasher, a watering device, a mop and vacuum, and even a window wiper. Maeve was almost speechless. Byron had even bought her a watering device. She did not have to worry about overwatering her vegetables anymore.

Maeve looked at the calm Byron beside her and asked, "Mr. Mcdaniel, you just bought a new car. How can you these?" Besides, she didn't realize until now that he disliked doing housework so much.

u still afford

"I got a discount. They're not expensive," Byron said casually as he recalled what his friend had said. Those stuff amounted to about 20 thousand dollars altogether.

Maeve frowned. "But they're not cheap, right? Moreover, you paid for your new car in full. If you buy these things, you might be in trouble if you need money. How much do these things add up to? I'll bear half of the cost. After all, I'll use them too. I can't just let you pay." Byron glanced at her worried expression and smiled, "No need. I'm not so poor that I can't afford them."Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Maeve knew that all men had their pride. Moreover, the staff were still present. Of course, Byron would not agree. Hence, after the staff finished installing the machines and left, she returned to her room and took out a card, handing it to Byron,

Maeve said, "Although there isn't a lot of money in the card, you can use it if you need money urgently. If there isn't enough,

ask me for more."

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Byron raised his eyebrows slightly and shifted his gaze from the card to Maeve's serious face. For some reason, he began laughing softly. Many people wanted money from him. This was the first time someone was giving him money. are to me?" asked.

Maeve's ears grew a little hot. When we first met, I said I would work hard to earn enough money to support you. This counts as keeping my promise, right?"

Byron's lips curled up slightly. To his surprise, it wasn't a bad feeling.

"Sure." He picked up the card and said casually, "I'll take this card first."

Maeve's eyes curved happily when she saw him accept it.

"By the way, I am free this Saturday. I can accompany you back to your family," Byron said.

Maeve hesitated for a moment. She thought about what Jeff had said about her faking her marriage. Her parents had to have said something to Jeff. She had to go back again. Maeve

"Alright."

nodded. "My ex suspects that we're faking our marriage and has been harassing me recently. My parents might think the same. If you accompany me home, they would believe I'm really married." "Yeah. Byron's eyes were deep as he casually pointed at the pile of gifts in the corner of the living room. "Bring those along on Saturday,"

Maeve was stunned when she saw what he was referring to. "Your mother bought them for you. We can't do that..."

"They're an eyesore."

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Maeve could only swallow her words of persuasion. "Fine."

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The next day, at the company, perhaps it was Maeve's imagination, but the other designers seemed much friendlier to her. At the very least, they no longer sized her up constantly. She was a little surprised but didn't take it to heart. After t the sample clothes passed the test, they had to undergo one last modification before they could be officially made into clothes. Leah was in charge of giving Jack advice, while Alex was in charge of Maeve's s design.

Alex carefully told Maeve what needed to be modified at the workbench. "This gown is a little reserved overall. I think the collar should have a slit and be embroidered with lace and patterns. That way, it'll look classier.... Alex had a lot of experience in fashion shows, and a casual remark from him benefited Maeve greatly.

"Apart from what I said, your gown is perfect. There's nothing else that needs to be changed." Alex's gaze was gentle. "It has a great deal of potential." Just like Maeve.

Maeve was a little embarrassed. "Mr. Brown, you flatter me. Your suggestion really helps."

"Are we exchanging flatteries? Alex teased.

It was rare for Alex to joke. Maeve was stunned for a moment before she burst out laughing. Alex smiled too. "Do you have time now? If you're free, I'd like to invite you to my studio.'

"Yes, of course."