The Heir's Secret Bride

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was not surprised. Will was usually quiet and would only answer seriously occasionally.

He stood with his arms crossed, watching from the side as his son showed off his claw machine skills. of his claw machine skills,

One minute passed, five minutes, and fifteen minutes; still, the little guy had not caught a single toy. His face was dark with frustration; he did not even deserve a consolation prize. A smile flashed across Byron's eyes as he said, "Give me a coin"

"Exchange it with money. Theo said very coldly, with an air of indifference.

Byron opened the wallet and took out a note. "The coins in your hand are now mine."

Theo was silent. He took the note and gave Byron all the game coins.

Byron inserted a coin and asked calmly, "Which one do you want?"

Theo pointed at the rabbit at the end, which was holding a drink. His mommy liked this drink the most, so he wanted to catch the rabbit for her. However, he always failed

He dominated in every other game, crushing opponents and achieving glorious victories. However, he was utterly hopeless with the claw machine game.

Theo glanced at Byron, standing in front of the claw machine with his hand on the joystick, exuding the same commanding presence he had in the boardroom. Theo muttered to himself, Talent is inherited. If I don't have a knack for the claw machine, no way my cheap dad will have it.

Half a minute later, his wish shattered after Byron stuffed the doll into his arms. Moreover, the culprit asked him, "What else do you want?"

Theo's small face was blank as he pointed at a blue fatty buried underneath. That one. In less than a minute, the blue fatty

also came up

Five minutes later, the game coins were used up, and Theo's arms were full of dolls.

The dolls' strange expressions made the expressionless Theo, surrounded by the dolls, look like an angry pufferfish..

I don't understand; I really don't. Isn't gene hereditary? Does this make sense?' he thought.

"What else do you want to play?" Byron touched the strand of hair on Theo's head and said calmly, Tll accompany you.

Perhaps it was because the house was usually too quiet. Moreover, he was busy with work and rarely accompanied Will, so he did not know Theo had such a hobby.

Theo frowned and looked at Byron suspiciously. He found it strange since the last time. Not only did the cheap daddy call him "Will", but he also spoke to him as if he were familiar with him.

He seems to have mistaken me for someone else. Could it be... that 'Will is a child he has with another woman, and it so happened that I resemble that child thus the confusion? What kind of biological father is he? He can't even recognize his son? Interesting Theo's eyes darted around, his expression mischievous.

In the room, Marve was about to call the front desk to send some ice cubes over when someone suddenly knocked on the door.

She opened the door, and Will was standing outside. Today, he wore a black hoodie of the same style as Theo, his cap the other way around, and a silver cross pendant on his chest. He looked so cool.

On the contrary, his nervous and uncomfortable little face faintly blushed. He handed Maeve the ointment and a small bucket of ice. "For you," he said.

Maeve looked surprised. "Darling, how did you know that I sprained my ankle?"NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Wasn't he in the gaming hall just now? Maeve wondered.

"I saw it," Will said.

Just now, when the waitress helped Maeve into the elevator, Will happened to see her. He even noticed that her ankle was swollen. Therefore, he asked the receptionist for these things to bring to her. Maeve was touched and stuck close to his little face. "My son is sull the most considerate. I love you!

Will had never been so close to anyone before. For a moment, he stood there stiffly, at a loss. Fortunately, Maeve's ankle was injured, so she was distracted and did not notice this..

Will acted as a crutch and helped Ma

Maeve felt guilty. She had just promised his son that she would not get injured again. This time, she twisted her ankle.

Will my child be angry? she wondered.

Maeve back to the sofa in the room. He looked at her ankle, it was red and swollen.

Will was expressionless; one could not tell if he was angry. He went to the bathroom to get a towel before he sat by Maeve's feet.

He had sprained his ankle before and thus knew how to reduce the pain. He did not apply the ointment directly because it would affect her recovery. He could only apply cold compresses to relieve the pain and swelling first. Maeve finally realized that her child would be in a bad mood whenever she was injured. His expression was so serious that she did not even dare to breathe loudly.

However, when he saw how serious Will was as he massaged her calf while applying cold compresses to her injury, Maeve could not help but laugh.

"Darling, don't be so serious. I'm so scared, Meave said.

Will lowered his eyes. Tve already told you, you're not my mommy."

Maeve was embarrassed. Alright, I'm expelled each time I'm injured. Do 1 still dare to get injured in the future?

"By the way, let me see if the injury on your waist has healed," Will said to Maeve as he raised his head.

Maeve immediately said, "It's been nearly a week. I've recovered a long time ago."

"Let me see," Will insisted. Maeve could not dissuade him, so she could only lift the hem of her blouse for him to see.

When Will saw the bruise on her lower back, he was anxious for no reason.

Maeve felt a little uneasy when she did not hear Will speak for a long time. She turned around to look and only saw the little. guy's tightly pursed lips and aggrieved yet angry expression. She became nervous. "Darling, it doesn't hurt anymore. I'm fine, really," Maeve said.

Will was silent for a long time before saying, "Adults always like to say they're fine, but if it hurts, it hurts; if it doesn't, it doesn't. Why must you hide it?"

Maeve was stunned. "What happened to my child today? He seeins different from usual.

"I don't like this." Will had calmed down. "Don't lie to me again.

After saying that, Will looked up at Maeve with his eyes slightly welled up with tears. "Okay?"

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Maeve's heart instantly melted. She reached out and pulled the litle guy into her arms, kissing his little tender face hard.

"My darling treats me so well. I promise not to lie to you again. tell you if it hurts, okay?"

Will's cheeks flushed as he bit his lips. He wanted to get out of her arms but could not bear to part with the warmth he had never felt before.

At this moment, his mind was clear while struggling deep down. He knew the person in front of him was not his mommy. She just mistook him for someone else. However, if I have a mommy, she may not be any better than her, Will thought.

Will hesitantly reached out his small hand to hug Maeve and quickly pulled back. He was as if afraid that she might notice.

Just this once. I'll pretend to be the darling she calls, Will thought to himself.

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