After lunch, Maeve took advantage of the moment when Bonnie went to make a phone call and got up to pay the bill at the front desk. Although Bonnie said she would treat this time, this restaurant looked too high-end, so Maeve felt ufortable about letting her pay. "Let me do it," Byron said. His deep and clear voice came from behind her. Maeve turned around and


    and saw Byron taking out his phone. She immediately said, "It''s okay. I can''t let you spend so much money. I''ll do it." her and and immediately paid the bill. The waiter smiled and handed over the receipt, saying, "We look forward to seeing you next time."


    Byron i ignored


    Maeve had no choice but to move closer to Byron and said quietly, "Mr. Mcdaniel, how much was it in total? I''ll transfer half of the amount to you. Letting you treat us is somewhat..."


    ?


    She thought, I initially invited him to join us for the meal, yet he ended up paying the bill. What''s going on?''


    "It''s okay." Byron had one hand in his pocket. Upon catching a glimpse of Maeve''s conflicted expression, he said indifferently, "Have you ever seen a couple who goes out to eat and splits the bill? Or do you want others to know there''s an issue with our rtionship?" Maeve thought about it seriously for a moment. "I have. I used to have a colleague who split everything with her husband every time they went out for a meal or shopping. They split the bill to the point where every single cent was ounted for, and they didn''t owe each other anything." Before she left her previouspany, that colleague had divorced her husband.


    The reason was


    that the wedding anniversary gift her husband bought for her was not as expensive as the one she gave him. She felt she was at a disadvantage, so she brought up divorce. Byron''s thin lips curled slightly. "My family didn''t have such rules in the past, and we won''t have them in the future either."


    ''Splitting bills with my wife?'' he thought. ''Am I unable to support her or what?"


    Since Byron insisted, Maeve thought about transferring the money to the card she had given him.


    She then pointed at the handmade ice cream shop opposite the restaurant. "Let me treat you to some handmade ice cream then. Bonnie hasn''t finished her call. Let''s go buy it ande back to look for her." Byron frowned slightly. "Eating ice cream in the middle of winter? Weird eating habits. You think you haven''t had enough medicine, huh?"


    And she''s already hungry again right after having lunch?'' he thought.


    Maeve took a deep breath and suddenly had a terrifying premonition.


    I can forget about eating ice cream at home in the future,'' she thought. ''He''ll definitely nag me like hell.''


    She then decided to settle for the next best thing. "Cotton candy is fine, right?"


    "Your saying that you want to treat me is cr****p," Byron sneered. "I think it''s just that you''re craving it yourself."


    He thought, ''She''s even using me as an excuse.''


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    For the sake of cotton candy, Maeve suppressed her urge to argue with him.


    Although Ma


    said she would treat, she only bought one piece of cotton candy eventually.


    The reason was that Byron saw cotton candy as something suitable for children and refused to take it.


    Maeve took a bite of cotton candy and pointed at Byron''s tie. "M, Mcdaniel, your tie seems a bit crooked."


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    She thought, ''It must be because there were too many people in the queue just now, so I identally bumped into him, making his tie crooked.


    Byron obviously thought of it too. He leaned against the wall with his hands in his pockets. Without even lifting his eyelids, he said, "Whoever messes it up has to fix it." Maeve was left speechless.


    She hesitated for a few seconds before handing the cotton candy to him and adjusting his tie.


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    It was


    t 3 inches tall, much taller than Maeve, so she had to tiptoe to make it easier to adjust his tie. inevitable that the distance between them was a little close.


    half-eaten cotton candy with one hand, casually lowering his eyes to stare at Maeve''s soft and serious face.


    Byron raised the half-


    From this angle, he could only see her curly eyshes and her red lips that were smeared with a bit of cotton candy, which looked particrly alluring. While she was adjusting Byron''s tie, her hands would unintentionally brush against his chest.


    Coming into contact with his chest through the fabric of his shirt was even more intimate than touching it directly.


    However,


    her serious and meticulous look at this moment was so gentle that she looked like a wife helping her husband put on his tie when he was about to go to work in the morning. Byron''s gaze was deep, and his Adam''s apple bobbed. He said in a low and h****se voice, "Maeve, is cotton candy yummy?" "Hm?" Maeve instinctively licked her lips and reflected on the taste for a moment before saying, "It''s yummy. It''s very sweet This involuntary gesture of of hers was no tryi noticed by Byron. In an instant, it was like a prairie fire, causing a wave of restlessness to spread up his back. His eyes darkened further. "Is that s so? I''ll try it it then." Maeve did not notice anything. "Isn''t it in your hand? Take a bite yourself... Mm."


    The soft touch on her lips caught her off guard and made her tremble all over, leaving her stunned.


    Then, a warm touch brushed over her lower lip, moving slowly as if savoring a fine dish.


    In no time, Byron straightened up. He raised his eyebrows slightly, and his thin lips curled up. For some reason, he looked a little seductive.


    He chuckled ambiguously. "The taste is pretty good."


    Maeve was shocked, and her face flushed intensely.


    "This... this is a public ce. Can''t you consider how your action would affect the people around us?" She wiped her mouth fiercely with her sleeve. "And there is still so much cotton candy left. What''s with you kissing me if you want to taste it?"


    She thought, I''m not a cotton candy!''


    She didn''t know that her flushed cheeks made her look even more beautiful.


    "I was the one who paid for the cotton candy. Do I need your permission to taste it?" Byron looked at her calmly. "Dream on."


    Maeve was at a loss for words, thinking, ''What''s with his wed reasoning?''


    Unable to outtalk him, Maeve simply turned around and left to look for Bonnie.


    I''ll brainwashed, she thought.


    If I continue to argue with him, I''m afraid the gearen had recorded a video of what had just happened.


    Maeve left in a huff,pletely unaware


    If Karen hadn''t been worried about alerting Maeve and causing her to take precautions, she would have nearly gone over and torn Maeve''s mouth apart.


    She thought, "I initially thought that what Jeff said was just an exaggeration. Byron has always stayed away from getting involved with women, so I thought there''s no way Maeve could have the chance to seduce him. But what I just saw with my own eyes leaves no room for disbelief. I''ve never seen such a shameless **h. * Karen clutched her phone, her gaze gloomy as she stared at Maeve''s back.


    She thought, "The heiress of Hancock Group probably still doesn''t know that this maid who sucks up to her on the surface is seducing her husband behind her back, right? I can''t wait to see them fight.''


    *****


    When Bonnie returned from her phone call, she keenly noticed that her best friend''s face was flushed.


    "What happened when I wasn''t around earlier?" she said. "Howe your face is so flushed?"


    Maeve immediately shook her head, saying, "Nope. Nothing happened. It''s just that there were too many people queuing up to buy cotton candy, and I got jostled."


    "Oh," Bonnie said meaningfully. "I thought you guys secretly went to kiss while I was not around. It''s good that nothing happened."


    Maeve''s face flushed even more when she heard the word "kiss". Her eyes were filled with shame and frustration.


    ''I really don''t get it,'' she thought. ''Howe Byron always manages to kiss me anytime and anywhere, making it impossible to guard against his kiss? Does he have kissing cravings? What''s even more troubling is myself. It''s just a lip-to-lip contact which was far more restrained than what happened in the bathroom of the Reese family''s home yesterday, yet my heart feels like it''s about to leap out of my chest,pletely out of control.