Byron raised his brows and asked. "Have you ever seen a man wo opens his mouth once?"


    Maeve gritted her teeth in anger. But then, she was stunned. "What do you mean once? Don''t tell me you''ve never had sex before?


    "Have you ever had sex before?"


    "Do I look like I''ve had sex before?"


    "If you never had one, how do you know I''ve never had sex before?"


    Byron kept retorting, and his words were hard to counter. However, Maeve was not convinced. They would have had sloppy sex if Byron never had one before. Byron''s movements were smooth, and his tongue moved freely like a fish swimming. He did not look or feel like a newbie at all, "Macve," Byron suddenly asked, "What are you muttering about ine in your heart?"


    Maeve was in a daze when she heard this. Without thinking, she said, "Nothing. I''m just puzzled that you didn''t look like you''ve never had sex before. Afterward, Maeve suddenly returned to her senses. Looking at Byron''s teasing eyes, she cringed. "Maeve, are you praising my skills?"


    "No!" Maeve denied it with a red face. "Don''t tter yourself. No one is praising you."


    Byron pushed the bowl to her hand. He was feeling good. "Hey, the food is getting cold."


    Maeve lowered her head and ate her food. She could not help but say, "I''m not praising you. I''m just curious if it truly was your first time.


    "What, do I look like I''ve had experience?"


    Maeve took a piece of her lettuce and shook her head. "Not really, it''s just... quite unexpected." Jeff was two years younger Than Byron. However, he was already ying well and had ten women under his feet. He was even quicker in changing sex partners behind her back than changing clothes.


    Putting aside that scumbag, Bonnie had been gossiping with her about some of the rich men in the circle. The most ridiculous was a man sitting at a table ying cards with his mistress. When Byron came over, they called out "Hubby" in unison. In addition, Byron had dated Karen before, so Maeve was surprised when she heard it was his first time.


    Byron asked her calmly, "Do you know how many things I have to deal with in the Mcdaniel Group?"


    "Huh?"


    o mess around with women?"


    "Do you think I have so much spare time to


    Maeve was silent. Thinking about what she had experienced when she first returned to the Mcdaniel Family, it did not seem like she had time to talk about love. But that was strange.


    "Then why do you still have time to date Karen?" Maeve suddenly lost her appetite.


    Hearing this, Byron slowly frowned. "Who told you that I dated ber?"


    Maeve heard the doubt in his voice and was stunned. "Isn''t that so?" "Answer my question


    ""She told me."


    Byron crossed his arms andughed coldly. And you believe what she says? Are you her wife or mine?" He couldn''t believe


    Maeve distrusted him.


    She


    Meanwhile, Maeve did not understand what this had to do with whose wife she was. But that didn''t stop her from arguing. The first time we met, she told me she was your ex-girlfriend. You two broke up after quarreling and had a cold war. exined this clearly. Meanwhile, I have no idea about your past. It was only logical that I believe her. Moreover, Byron was indeed close to Karen. Anyone who saw them would think they were dating.


    "The first time you saw her was about two months ago. Byron tapped his knuckles on the table before suddenly mming his hand. Two months, and you


    didn''t even think of asking meProperty ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    Maeve pursed her lips and remained silent. Meanwhile, Byron kept staring at her. "Maeve, say something. Stop keeping things to yourself and leave me guessing. If I can''t guess correctly, will you continue to carry those things to your grave?"


    At the same time, Maeve wondered who she had learned this bad habit from. Maeve was intrigued and angry. Byron''s words had stirred herplicated emotions.


    You and your ex-girlfriend are history, so I feel there''s no need to ask you. Moreover, won''t you be annoyed if I ask you about such a trivial thing?"


    "If you never ask, how do you know I''ll be annoyed?"


    Maeve''s heart was pounding. When she met Byron''s eyes, it was as if she was stuck in a spider''s. The more she struggled, the harder she could escape. Byron''s gaze was the same as the countless times they had been entangledst night. It was deep, dark, and intimidating. Maeve was scared. But somehow, she didn''t want to escape.


    "Then is it okay if I ask you anything?" Maeve asked softly.


    Yeah.


    "Where did you put that headband you took from my hair yesterday?"


    This questionpletely exceeded Byron''s expectations. He thought Maeve would ask him how many women he had dated n the past, or which woman he had a good impression of. Most girls seemed to like to be entangled in these matters. Unexpectedly, Maeve did not ask about it. It was as if she was not curious. Or rather, she was not curious about his past. Byron had almost forgotten that the heartless woman before him had misunderstood he was kissing Karen but did not seem to care. Thinking of this, Byron felt somewhat disappointed. "Mieve, is there nothing else you want to ask me?"


    Maeve hesitated for a moment and shook her head. She had wanted to ask something, but on second thought, she felt there was no need. It was enough for her to know that not only had he never dated Karen, but he also did not have any other women by his side after taking over the Mcdaniel Group. At the very least, Maeve wouldn''t have to worry about a random skank popping out and iming to be his girlfriend as Karen did. If that happened again, she would lose it.


    However, Maeve didn''t expect that shaking her head would make her pay a heavy price. The pile of condom packages Byron bought that afternoon could finally be used. The lights in their bedroom were not switched off the entire night. The light and shadows on the walls swayed, giving off a musky smell


    The next morning, Maevey in bed, feeling sleepy. When she watched Byron get up refreshed, she felt angry and confused. "You didn''t get enough sleepst night. But why are you so full of energy this morning?"


    They went to Pound Town multiple timesst night, and Bonnie told Maeve before that people feel tired after having sex repeatedly. However, that didn''t seem to apply to Byron.


    Byron stood before his wardrobe and changed his clothes. He slowly buttoned up his shirt and replied: "Your stamina is weak. Youck exercise."


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    Maeve puffed up her cheeks, and retorted, "Are you kidding me? walk 5,000 steps every day!"


    "Yeah, yeah. I know you''ve been keeping records with your phone. You think I don''t know?"


    Maeve was speechless. ''How did he know?'' She retracted back into the nket. But momentster, she felt the space beside her sink. She lifted the nket to take a look..


    Byron had sat over beside her. He held the tube of ointment he had bought the day before and used his other hand to lift her nket. "What are you doing?" Maeve tightened her grip on the nket. She had a bad feeling. "I identally hurt youst night. Look, your body is bruised. This is the least I can do to ease your pain." Byron''s tone was


    as calm as ever.


    Hearing that, Maeve felt awkward. Her face was so red that she wished to weld herself into the nket. "No, no, no, my hands are still intact. Give me the ointment and get out!"


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