The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 530 Jan

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Even though Macve knew that Byron was cold and indifferent, she did not think that he was the kind of businessman who was blinded by benefits.

At the very least, ever since they first met, he had never done anything to hurt her for benefits.

He had never used his ruthless methods against his enemies on her.

'He just doesn't love me that much! Maeve's eyes dimmed. She led the two kids back to the car and asked the driver to go to Nightfall Manor.

On the way, they passed by Kleymond University. Maeve blurted out without thinking, "Please stop."

Will rubbed his eyes and asked in a hoarse voice, "Mommy, what's wrong?"

"It's okay. I will go down and buy something. Be good and wait for me in the car. Maeve patted his little head and laid him down beside Theo, who had already slept soundly.

The driver in the car was specially left by Tom for Maeve. He was also a retired soldier from Estan and would be in charge of her travels in the future.

She got out of the car and looked at the main entrance of University Kleymond. For some reason, she felt conflicted. Normally, she would have turned around and left, but today, she had to go in and take a look.

In that dream, she had arranged to meet the person in front of the Lover's Lake at Kleymond University on June 22.

It happened to be today.

Everything at Kleymond University was unfamiliar to Maeve. After entering, the resistance in her heart gradually faded. She clearly did not have any memories, but she found the location of Lover's Lake without any hesitation. There were not many people by the lake at this time. She sat quietly on the stone bench for a long time.

She couldn't think of anything.

She lowered her eyes. She couldn't tell if she was disappointed or something else.novelbin

As she was about to leave, she saw two deep letters engraved on the stone bench.

""M&D."

This handwriting was hers.

Maeve was stunned again. If M was her, then D was Clem.

However, every time she connected Clem to the memories in her dream, she didn't feel anything. She could not feel that she had liked him so passionately back then.

Rubbing her forehead, she took out her phone and looked at the time. Only then did she realize that there were a few missed calls.

They were all calls from Clem.

Just then, a call came in.

"Maeve, happy birthday." Clem's voice came from the other side I've asked someone to send your birthday gift to th studio. I wonder if you've seen it?"

"I'm sorry, Clem. I was with my family today and didn't look at my phone. I didn't go back to the studio either Marve scratched her cheek. "Thank you for remembering my birthday Clem smiled, "How could I forget such an important day? It's a pity that I couldn't rush back to spend the rest of my life with you."

"Your work is more important. You don't have to specially come back for me. Otherwise, you'll be in trouble again."

"Then I'll treat you to dinner when I get back, okay?"

"I'd like that."

After chatting for a while, Maeve hesitated again and again before probing, "Clem, I'm at the Lover's Lake at Kleymond University now. The scenery here is not bad." "You girls seem to like that lake. In fact, the stories there are all fabricated." Clem laughed.

"Girls? Does anyone else like it here too?"

"The girl I mentioned to you before. She also said that she was going to Lover's Lake one day. I asked her why it wasn't somewhere else, and she said that it had a good meaning." Clem did not have any special feelings for the little girl in his impression, so he did not have any worries.

Upon hearing this answer, Maeve took a deep breath. "Clem, I'm going back. You should get back to work."

"So soon?" Clem's tone was vaguely disappointed, but he did not force her. "Alright, you should be tired today. Go back and rest well. Don't forget to get my gift." "Okay, bye."

After hanging up, Maeve stared at the two letters on the stone bench with a bitter expression.

Recently, she had been wondering if the boy in her dream was not Clem.

It seemed like there would be no one else besides him.

In order to avoid embarrassment in the future, she should stop thinking about these things. Forgetting it was the best solution.

Maeve got up and left the lake. She didn't notice if she walked a little further to the side, she would definitely see the magnolias blooming on both sides of the green path.

When Maeve returned to the manor, she shook the two children awake and pushed them back to their rooms to sleep. She also fell asleep immediately, regardless of the fact that it was not dark outside.

After an unknown period of time, Maeve smelled a faint salty smell. The cool wind hit her face, and the slight pain woke her up. She slowly opened her eyes.

What greeted her eyes was not the light blue ceiling of the children's room, but the endless blue sea.

The motor of the sea motorcycle hummed, splashing cold water on her clothes and eyelashes.

Maeve was stunned. Before she could figure out the situation, the sea motorcycle suddenly sped up. She lost her balance and fell to the side. Chapter 530

A large, well-defined hand wrapped around her waist in time and pulled her back.

"Hold tight." The man's low and clear voice entered her cars.

"Byron?" Maeve was afraid of being thrown out and held his strong waist tightly. The sea breeze made it difficult for her to speak. "I'm sleeping at home. Why did you bring me to such a place? Drive back now!" Maeve was panicking. It couldn't be because he couldn't wait for her to give up her position to Molly and throw her corpse into the sea to prevent future trouble, right?

Just as this thought appeared in her mind, she heard Byron say coldly, "Don't you think this place is very suitable for dumping corpses?"

Maeve was shocked.

"If you don't shut up, I'll throw you down to feed the fish," Byron said.

Maeve shut her mouth in frustration and quietly reached for her phone. In the end, she did not find anything.

Alright, even if he really threw her down to feed the fish, no one would know.

Maeve was nervous until Byron stopped at a private island pier.

He was the first to go down. He stood on the shore and reached out to her. His handsome face was still cold. "Come down."

Maeve pursed her lips. She did not want to rely on him, so she found a spot to come down.

Byron clicked his tongue and took half a step forward. He grabbed her waist and lifted her down.

"Oh!" Maeve panicked. When she turned her head, her soft red lips accidentally brushed against his chin.

Byron's eyes darkened. After letting go of her, he said calmly, "Follow me."

Maeve's legs were still a little weak, and she did not want to stay alone on the shore, so he could only follow behind him. The further they went, the more open the terrain became. On both sides of the road were lush green grass. They passed by an exquisite statue fountain. At the front, a magnificent retro townhouse stood in the sunlight, waiting for its owner.

"Where are we?" Maeve asked Byron. "Why did you bring me here?"

Byron turned his head to look at her without any emotion in his eyes. "It's your birthday present. It is also a breakup gift."