The Heir's Secret Bride

"How could that be?" Maeve shook her head repeatedly. "I should have asked you first."

Theo jumped off the chair and ran into the kitchen. After a while, he came out with a cup of fruit and vegetable milkshake. He tiptoed and placed it in front of the man in the trench coat. "Sir, drink this. You will feel better"

His mother had made this for him and Will in the morning. He couldn't bear to finish it and wanted to save it for tonight.

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"Thank y

you, the man in the trench coat said softly. Even though he had just vomited, he did not seem to be forced and finished the milkshake.

Unexpectedly, he did not vomit after a few minutes.

When Theo was one year old, his stomach was relatively weak and he couldn't eat many things. Maeve had to try many times to figure out the formula for this milkshake. Unexpectedly, it was also useful to the man in the trench coat.

The burning pain in his stomach was soothed. It had been a long time since the man in the trench coat felt the satisfaction of eating. He hesitated and said, "Can you give me more?" Such a simple request was naturally nothing compared to the help he offered Theo.

Maeve smiled a smiled and I got t up to go to the kitchen.

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childish voice. "You can call me Theo."

The man in the trench coat hesitated. "My name is probably Tom Hum."

Why 'probably? Don't you remember your name?"

"Yes, I can't remember very clearly"

Theo opened his mouth in shock. "Sir, have you lost your memory?"

The man in the trench coat was silent.

Theo looked at him sympathetically. He had amnesia and anorexia. He was so pitiful.

At this! moment, Maeve came

over with two large cups of fruit and vegetable milkshakes

"Mr. Hum, this is yours." She had overheard their conversation in the kitchen and smiled as she placed the milkshake in front of them. "Kid, this is yours."

Thank you, Mommy. Theo lifted his head cheerfully.

The next second, the little guy froze on the spot.

When he was in the gaming hall, he felt that Tom's eyes were familiar.

At that time, he couldn't figure out why.

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When he looked at Tom and Maeve at the same time, he found the reason.

"Mommy, the color of your eyes and Tom's are similar, Theo said thoughtfully as he held the milkshake.

Maeve subconsciously looked at Tom, who happened to be looking at her too.

The color of Tom's eyes was honey brown with a hint of gray. His eyes were like glasses wrapped in dust at the bottom of the

lake.

And Maeve's were clear and bright, like the sky that had been wished by water after a rain. When she smiled, she looked sweet

Their eyes did seem alike but their eyes were not exactly the same.

Tom looked at her in a daze. "The eyes do look alike."

But he didn't think her eyes looked like his.

However, he could not explain whose eyes her eyes were like.

Maeve didn't feel anything similar, but when she heard them say that, she didn't refute.

"Mr. Hum, do you remember anyone in your family? Maeve asked after sitting down.

Tom was silent for a moment. "I can't remember.

Do you have a job now?"

"No." No.

Theo put down his special baby bowl and thought of something. He asked Tom, "Sir, what do you eat?"

"Once in a while, I'll be someone's bodyguard and barely make ends meet."

How pitiful!

HOW

Theo pitied him even more.

Maeve thought for a moment. "Mr. Hum, I have a studio. I wonder if you're willing to be my bodyguard?"

Tom recalled his plan for today and was about to reject her.

Maeve continued, "I don't mean anything else by saying this. It's just that my studio was harassed and destroyed some time ago, causing me a lot of trouble. That's why I thought of hiring a bodyguard. If you're unwilling..." "Yes," Tom agreed. "I can try." some reason, he was always soft-hearted towards this girl.

Especially when he heard that she was being harassed, his desire to protect her exceeded his desire to die.

Tom lowered his eyes. It was better to

wait a few more days.

Maeve did not know what he was thinking. Her bright eyes curved. "That's great. Thanks a lot."

"No problem"

"Where are you staying now?"

I slept under the overpass

Maeve immediately revealed an annoyed expression and felt sorry. If she had known earlier, she would not have asked

She quickly added. "Then, then I'll arrange a place for you to stay. It's also closer to the studio, so it's more convenient for you to work, okay?"

"Sure." Tom was indifferent to this.

He could sleep everywhere. He didn't care if it was under the overpass or in a room.

When Tom went to the washroom. Theo pulled Maeve over and whispered, "Mommy. Tom seems to want to commit suicide. He doesn't care much about anything. He can't tell whether the weather is cold or warm and he's always distracted when he speaks. He might have a tendency to be depressed." The temperature today was quite high, but his body was wrapped tightly as if he was very cold.

Maeve also noticed it. "Maybe it has something to do with his amnesia? Maybe when he finds what he wants to do later, he will get better."

That was why she suggested that he work in Dreamscape. She had to stop him from committing suicide first.

Seeing that his mommy knew what to do, Theo felt much more at ease. "He is quite a nice person. I'll discuss with Jaylen how to treat his anorexia later."

However, amnesia was incurable. It depended on one's luck.

Maeve smiled and patted his little head. "Alright, we should return this favor."

Okay

After a while, Tom came out of the washroom. His scarf still covered most of his face, making it impossible to see his expression.

Maeve gave him the keys to the apartment she had bought near the studio to rest in and walked him to the door.

As soon as she opened the door, the door of the apartment opposite also opened.

Byron, who was wearing dark home clothes, walked out. His gaze landed on Tom, who was beside Maeve, and his expression darkened imperceptibly. "Who is he?"

Maeve thought of what he said in the afternoon and said angrily. "You don't have to know that. Anyway, it has nothing to do with you."

Byron narrowed his eyes and snorted ambiguously.

"I'll get going first." Tom was not interested in the others. After speaking to Maeve, he walked towards the elevator.

Marve turned around and was about to return to her room when her arm suddenly tightened and she was pulled into a broad embrace from behind.

She struggled. "Byron, are you done?"

Byron rested his chin on the top of her head and said in a deep voice, "Not at all. Is your knee better?"

"Yes, yes!" Maeve lowered her voice unconsciously when she remembered that Theo was still inside. "It's just a scratch, not a fracture. I'm not that fragile."

"Go in and let me take a look," Byron said firmly. He wrapped his palm around her wrist and was about to take her in.