The Heir's Secret Bride

GIFT Chapter

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Maeve froze there. Her hands hung in the air. She looked stunned. "Do you think that I couldn't stand Horace and deliberately let him in?"

Did they think that everything Horace had done was fake?

"Maeve, now that your brother has suffered, you should be satisfied. Scott looked dispirited. "Five years in prison. Don't tell me you want to ruin your brother's life? Tbeg you. Let Horace out. Valda suddenly coughed violently as he spoke. She covered her mouth and coughed very badly.

Threads of blood dripped from her fingers to the ground. The red color was shocking

Maeve's eyes widened in shock. When she saw Valda faint to the side, her mind suddenly went blank.

Half an hour later, in a private hospital nearby, after Valda came out of the emergency room, he was pushed into the ward.

Maeve sat by the bed, her face as pale as paper. She had yet to recover from the doctor's words.

The middle stage of lung cancer. She needed a long time of recuperation before surgery could be performed. Otherwise, she might not live past next year... Why was this happening?

She had always thought that her parents would live a more comfortable life without her at home.

"Before I went to look for you, your mother kept telling me not to tell you about this. She was afraid that you would be worried and sad for her." Scott stood at the side and sighed. "Her health has not been good for the past two years. She even had to work hard because of your brother. Her condition has worsened."

Maeve bit her lower lip. "Then why didn't you tell me?"

She still used the same number she used before.

"I lost my job four years ago and even took on a debt. The financial situation of our family became worse. Your mother and have endured hardships, and we can survive. But you and Horace are still young. You shouldn't suffer with us." Scott explained in a few words the reason why he had been indifferent to Macve for the past few years.

She was silent for a moment. "How much more do you owe now?NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

"Your mother and I have already returned a portion. We only have 200 thousand dollars left." Scott rubbed his hands. 200 thousand dollars in debt, plus the cost of Valda's treatments, would cost at least 400 thousand dollars.

With the current situation of the family, they could not fork out this money at all

Maeve closed her eyes. "I'll pay for the medical fees and surgery

"Then the debt..."

It's not my obligation. Maeve's eyes were calm. She did not take all their debts on herself just because Scott pretended to be pitiful.

She was generous enough to pay for the medical fees and surgery.

Maeve stood up and took out a bank card from his bag. "There's 100 thousand dollars here. I think it should be enough to pay for the hospital."

Seeing that she was about to leave, Scott hurriedly stopped her. Maeve, what about your brother? When do you plan to let

her out?"

Maeve paused and looked at him. "I didn't open the prison. I have no right to send him in or out. If you had taught him better back then, he wouldn't have ended up like this."

With that, she turned around and left.

Scott's expression changed instantly. He cursed softly, "How unfifial. She's really ruthless! If I had known earlier..."

At this point, Scott thought of something and looked around. Even if no one passed by, he did not dare to continue.

After leaving the hospital, Maeve walked on the road in a daze.

Was she being too cruel?

It was just 400 thousand dollars. She could manage to take out so much money. Moreover, as long as she took the money out, she could solve her parents current predicament and make their lives more comfortable. However, she could not forget how they had treated her in the past.

Logically, she chose to understand, but emotionally, she could not forgive them.

She didn't want to be forced to do anything just because they were her family but she wanted their love.

Maçve laughed at herself. No wonder people said that people spent their lives chasing after what they could not get

Suddenly, there was a sharp, ear-piercing sound of a horn ahead

Maeve looked up in a daze. She saw a car rushing over.

Goosebumps rose all over her body as she hurriedly dodged to the side.

She didn't know how the driver of that car drove, but she was about to drive the car onto the roadside.

Mame's right leg was accidentally brushed by the car and she fell to the ground uncontrollably.

The car didn't even stop as it drove off into the distance.

Maeve felt like scolding someone. Drinking in a car without driving. Driving without drinking in a car. These people had no manners at all! Byron saw this. He immediately asked the driver to stop the car. Then, he pushed open the car door and walked towards the roadside. Maeve gritted her teeth and covered her knee. Before she could recover from the pain, she suddenly fell into a warm embrace. She smelt cold cedarwood scent.

She raised her head in shock and saw Byron's handsome face.

With a dark expression, he carried her into the car and gently placed her on the seat.

"Where are you hurt?" When he said this, his expression was tense and angry. His narrow eyes were dark, cold, and malicious. Marve was still in pain. Her thin eyebrows were tightly knitted. "My right knee was rubbed. It hurts a little."

Byron pursed his thin lips tightly and rolled up her trouser leg above her knee.

Her entire knee was bruised. Blood was visible to the naked eye under the skin, looking shocking.

"Can't you be more careful? Don't you know how to hide when a car comes?" Byron frowned and said in a more serious tone

Maeve was already in a bad mood. Her eyes turned red after being scolded by him.

"How would I know that the car would suddenly go crazy and drive onto the roadside? I didn't get bumped into on purpose. I was just thinking about something and didn't pay attention," "What are you thinking?"

"My parents..." Maeve suddenly stopped and swallowed the words that she was about to say.

Byron looked at her deeply. "What happened to your parents?"

Maeve turned around. "Nothing-

Byron did not continue to ask. He took ice from the freezer and wrapped it in a towel before gently pressing it on her injured knee.

Maeve sucked in a breath of cold air. She clenched her fists and resisted the urge to move.

"You went to see your parents just now?" Byron suddenly asked.

How did you know?" Maeve subconsciously blurted out. When she came back to her senses, she shut her mouth.

Byron lowered his eyes to look at her wound. His voice was a little hoarse. "Although your methods of dealing with Horace are immature, you dealt with it cleanly. Why didn't you become hesitant when it comes to your parents?" He knew very well what the Reese family had done in the past few years.

Maeve your parents' love, right?"

attle indignant. "How can that be the same? Besides, you alw

"No." Byron's tone was extremely calm. "I don't care about these things."

"But I care, Maeve clenched her fists. She could not help but feel the pain. "If you grew up in the Mcdaniel family, your parents

would definitely treat you well. But my parents never loved me."

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