The Heir's Secret Bride

hapter 482 Molly was so frightened that her face turned pale. She could not make a sound as if her throat was being strangled. Then, she hurriedly retreated.

Recalling the look Byron gave her just now, Molly couldn't help but tremble.

'I don't understand how this could happen, Molly thought. 'Mr. Mcdaniel was so kind tothe last few times. Yes, kind. I accidentally spilled coffee on him yesterday, but he didn't get angry at me. The only variable is Maeve. She must have badmouthedbefore Mr. Mcdaniel just now...

Starlight Pub at night.

Maeve drank half a glass of wine in one gulp. Her emotions that had piled up during the day finally found an outlet at that moment. Then, she muttered drunkenly, "Bonnie, don't you think Byron is petty? "Can't I just cry because of a tear duct malfunction? What does the diary I wrote in the past have to do with who I am now? He even askedto prove it to him. Does he think it is a math problem?" Bonnie was overjoyed when she heard Maeve's words.

"Well, you shouldn't have explained it to him back then. Didn't he keep his first love by his side? That crush of yours was a thing of the far past. you can't even see his. Byron's jealousy is ridiculous." Maeve pursed her lips. "He's not jealous. I think he's just making a fuss out of guilt. Just today, Molly dared to stopwhen she found out I am his fiancée. Would she dare to do that if she didn't have confidence?" Who gives Molly the confidence? It would be none other than Byron,' thought Maeve.

Bonnie saw Maeve was indignant and was about to swallow the drink again, so she quickly reached out and snatched it away. "Don't drink so much. Actually, Mr. Mcdaniel wants you to prove it to him. He's not talking about your crush." "What?" Maeve opened her misty eyes and looked at Bonnie in confusion.

"Didn't Mr. Mcdaniel tell you to show your sincerity? I think his words are quite interesting. Instead, it's as if he's hinting at you to ask for benefits." Bonnie analyzed and finally concluded. think he probably just wants to hear you say you like him." Maeve looked confused. "What? That's impossible." She thought, 'Byron's attitude of not looking for him if I can not figure out what I have done wrong doesn't seem like he wants to hear the sentence. If it were that simple, I wouldn't have been so helpless at that time.

"Why not?" said Bonnie, patting Maeve's arm. "Maeve, you still don't understand men. It's fine when he doesn't care about you, but when he does, he'll be jealous the boys you used to have a table with in kindergarten, you know? "Men like to play petty tricks in the dark. They can beat around the bush when they're jealous. He makes you guess what he's thinking. Sometimes, he's more difficult to deal with than a woman." Maeve could not match her description with Byron at all.

Thinking of his cold face in the office today, she found it hard to imagine he would secretly be jealous. But if he isn't jealous, why does he mind so much?' thought Maeve.

Upon seeing Maeve was in a daze, Bonnie was slightly disappointed. "As for Molly, if Mr. Mcdaniel had anything to do with her, why would she play tricks on you behind your back? She would have fought you head-on long ago. Doesn't she want to? She doesn't dare." 1/3 17:11 Sat, Jan 4 GBG.

Chapter 482 59% Maeve suddenly understood, "I knew it. Byron was not in the office. Why would Molly lie to me... But, isn't she afraid I would complain to Byron?" Bonnie shrugged. "Nothing is certain. Maybe Molly still has a trump card. Don't be so easy to bully. You're Mr. Mcdaniel's official fiancée. Why are you afraid of her?" "I'm not afraid of Molly. It's just I feel upset when I think about how Byron liked her before." Maeve refuted for himself stubbornly. "Byron still hasn't fallen in love with me. It's normal forto be lacking in confidence." 'Not only does he not likebut is also fierce to me,' thought Maeve.

Thinking of sad memories, Maeve gulped down a few more mouthfuls of wine.

Bonnie's heart ached when she heard that. She said sympathetically, "Men are all like this. They don't cherish what they have and still have to step on it..." 'For example, someone like Ray,' thought Bonnie.

"I'm the poor one that's not cherished?" Maeve pointed at herself feeling wronged.

"That's why we can't go along with them too much sometimes. Doesn't he just want to hear you admit you like him and care more about him than that crush? Don't say that. Men won't care about things that are too easy to obtain." Bonnie used her experience to instill ideas into her. "Whoever gives in first losesat this tand you will be suppressed by him later. Unless he admits his mistake to you and then kicks his first love away, or don't bother with him." Maeve looked confused. "Is that okay?" Why do I feel something is wrong?' thought Maeve.

Bonnie said, "Be good and listen to me. I'm more experienced in playing games with men than you are. "Do you enjoy the experience of character clearance in Otgames?" said Maeve.

"Forget about the matter if you're my good friend." Hence, there was another sad little pitiful person in the bar.

At the stime, in Ray George's Villa.

Ray had just finished a surgery not long ago. He had just returned hand slept for less than half an hour when he was woken up by Byron sitting on his sofa and drinking silently.

"Byron, I know the wine in my wine cellar is delicious, but it's so late. Can't you cand drink withduring the day?" Ray yawned with a hopeless expression. "I haven't slept for two days for this surgery." Byron sat in a dark brown armchair with his elbows on the armrests. His rolled-up sleeves revealed a cold white wrist with smooth lines. His light green blood vessels were visible.

Upon hearing Ray's complaint, he raised his eyelids and glanced over. "Didn't you often say you don't need sleep when you're alive and that you'll sleep forever after death? I'm giving you a hand." "You're my good friend." Ray gritted his teeth. "Con, you don't visitfor no reason. You ctoin the middle of the night, so you must be emotionally troubled?" ""How did you know?" "How? Your face is filled with words now-trapped by love." 2/3 ||| 17:11 Sat, Jan 4 GB G.

Chapter 482 "Trapped by love?' thought Byron.

Byron sneered. "You're overthinking. It's just a little dispute. How can I be trapped by love?" 'It is impossible even if it is Maeve, thought Byron again.

Ray poured himself a glass of wine. "What were you arguing about?" <3

Byron summarized the argument with Maeve in a few sentences. M There was a hint of mockery in his she's stupid?" eyes.

"Do you think

It was something that could be resolved with a few good words, but she had to she had to be stubborn with him. 5

Ray instantly understood. "You just want to hear her say a few good words. You made it so it so troublesome. Aren't you afraid the fiancée you have will run away with someone else?" Byron's sharp brows furrowed. In an instant, he was filled with hostility. "Who dares?"