The Heir's Secret Bride

Not only did those people have pistols, hat they also always crafted into the car delilserately. They seemed to have the intention to die together with them Facing these desperadoes, there was no need to fight them head on.

Maeve, who had been staring out the window, turned around and said, "There's a small house in the forest on the right. Maybe we can hide there?" Byron looked at her in admiration and said, "You're quite smart

Archer asked slightly, "Mr. Mcdaniel, what can I do?"

"Continue forward along the fork and try to lure them away from here. Then, think of a way to meet up with our bodyguard's car. Byron said in an orderly manner. "As long as they realize that we are not in the car, they may not continue to chase. Archer looked serious and replied, "Okay, don't worry."

Byron turned around and looked at Maeve. He asked softly, "Ardiyou afraid?"

Maeve thought for a moment and replied, "No. It feels quite exciting. As long as we're together, it's fine."

Her last sentence pleased Byron. He suddenly smiled and his handsome face was so charming.

He held her hand tightly and looked at the rearview mirror again. "Get ready"novelbin

The car door opened, and the strong wind made their eardrums painful.

Maeve was very nervous. She held Byron's hand tightly and did not dare to let go for a moment

Byron's plan was perfect. Almost at the same time they entered the forest, the cars chased Archer to another path. Maeve pushed his wheelchair through the forest with difficulty for a while before she finally saw a small path. Fortunately, the small house was not far from the path.

The three-story wooden house looked very old. The entrance was covered in spider silk dust. The lock fell apart at a touch. It could be seen that this place had been abandoned for a long time.

Byron sat in his wheelchair and scanned the interior of the house. He said, "If we're lucky, Archer and the others will turn back and find us within two hours at the latest. If not, we can still sleep here tonight."

At this point, he glanced at Maeve and continued, "Even if you are in a remote forest, you'll be able to survive. Right?" Maeve covered her face helplessly, "I said it casually back then, Who knew that it would come true so quickly." she said.

She had a feeling that those people were aiming at her. If Byron did not come to Naso, she may not be able to return to Kleymond safely.

Maeve heaved a sigh of relief and put those thoughts aside. She added, "Let's prepare for the worst. I'll go and check if there's anything here that can still be used."

Byron said, "Okay, leave the first floor for me.

"Okay."

The wooden house was empty. There were very low useful thing Maeve searched the entire second and third floors but only found a fishing rod, two blankets, and a pile of shower gel at had long expired. Fortunately, she found some toiletries under the cabinet in the throom. They were still new. Although their qualities looked not so good, it did not matter.

Maeve wrapped everything in the blanket and brought them downstairs. Byron was still in the kitchen, checking the water.. and electricity.

"The circuit is broken, but the tap water is still usable. There's al a set of knives and a few bowls and forks in the kitchen cabinet, but there's no food," Byron said.

Maeve said, "It's fine. I found a bag of fishing gear upstairs. We can go fishing in front of the pond we just saw."

"Do you know fishing?" Byron asked.

Maeve scratched her check and said, 'When I was in university, worked part-time at the fishing spot for a short period. I

know a little."

Later, Byron realized that her wilderness survival skills were quite good.

She caught a few fish. When she entered the forest, she could find some fruits and vegetables. She even knew how to use a magnifying glass to make a fire.

She was so capable that he hardly needed to do anything.

Byron, who was sitting in the wheelchair, pondered for a moment. Then, he returned to the living room on the first floor and lit the fireplace with the torch Maeve had just made. This way, the room would be brighter at night. She could set up a pot beside the fireplace and boil a pot of soup with the fish she had just caught.

The sky outside gradually darkened, and the wooden house was gradually turned dark. It rained unexpectedly.

The small pot in front of the fireplace give off a rich flavor of fish soup. Seeing that it was about time, Maeve poured the cut vegetables into the pot. With a slight stir, it was extremely delicious.

"Byron, dinner time," Maeve placed the fish soup on the wooden table and said to Byron, who was observing something by the window.

There seemed to be something wrong, and he frowned slightly

"What's wrong? Did you contact Archer?" Maeve asked suspiciously.

"No." Byron's fingertips gently tapped the armrest of the wheelchair. He said in a low voice, "It feels a little strange."

"What?" Maeve asked.

"From the looks of it, this house has been abandoned for a long time. Very few people would come to such remote forests, let alone stay here. Byron pondered. "But I saw human footprints by the window just now. The soil on it is still very fresh."

u mean.

Maeve felt her hair stand on end and said, "What do you

Byron's face was dark under the candlelight. "Someone had been here when we left the house," he said.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door outside the house.

The knocking on the door was accompanied by faint thunder. It was especially terrifying in this forest that was isolated from the outside world.

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Marve's heart was racing She could not help but swallow her a 'He can't be a bad person, nghe Patig te wees THE hile here like us?" he asked.

"I's hand to say Byron raised his hand and held her cold hand. He was as calin as ever and said. I have a pistolen of the other party is a bad person, he should be afraid of uc'

It makes sense, Maeve thought and wasn't frightened anymore

"Go and open the door. Byron said. "He keeps knocking. He won stop until we open the door

"Alright." Macve secretly clenched her fists. Unless the person outside was a ghost, they had nothing to be afraid of

She pushed Byron's wheelchair towards the door and stopped. She walked forward to open the door herself.

The moment the door opened, a blinding white lightning flashed in the dark night outside, orinating the figure wrapp in black clothes standing at the door.

His entire body was covered in water, and the black hat covered most of his face. It was impossible to see his face clearly He said with his pale mouth. "Hello."

In this dark night of thunder and rain, it was very frightening.