The Heir's Secret Bride

After another half an hour, the ambulance finally arrived.

The customers in the restaurant who had food poisoning were all sent to the hospital for emergency treatment. There were also customers who were worried about going to the hospital for a checkup..

However, the woman did not bring her uncle to the ambulance. Instead, she got into an expensive-looking luxury car and drove away.

"Jaylen, let's go to the hospital to take a look. You're not in the right state." Maeve looked at Jaylen's wet back and his pale face. The worry in her eyes intensified.

Jaylen shook his head gently at her. "I'm fine. I'm just a little tired. I'll be fine after resting for a while."

"But..."

"There's a table. Help me sit there for a while."

Maeve could not persuade him, so she could only help him sit down first. She asked worriedly, "Are you really fine? Don't force yourself with me. If you're not feeling well, you have to go to the hospital. Although I know you're a doctor yourself, as the old saying goes, a doctor doesn't treat himself."

Jaylen could not help but laugh. "When did you become as naggy as Daryl? Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. I'm a little. thirsty. I want to drink the coffee you made. I didn't even taste it last night."

Maeve saw that other than his ugly expression, he seemed to be no different from usual. She calmed down and brewed a pot of coffee for him.

When she was soaking in coffee, her posture was very upright. She moved like flowing water, like a beautiful painting.

Jaylen was so engrossed that his vision started to blur.

He pinched his palm and asked her, "Maeve, I've always wanted to ask you a question."

"Tell me."

"If I met you

before Byron, would you fall in love with me?"

Maeve stopped pouring coffee, not knowing how to answer.

Jaylen didn't seem to need her answer either. He smiled faintly. Through the mist rising from the hot coffee, it wasn't very clear. "If there is a next life, I will run to see you and will never be a step slower than him." When they first met, he could never have known that being a step slower would become an insurmountable gap that he could not cross for the rest of his life.

He lost to the order of arrival.

Maeve pursed her red lips slightly. "Jaylen. Sorry."

She could not answer such a hypothesis.

Because if she hadn't met Byron on that rainy night, everything that happened afterwards wouldn't have happened.

Perhaps she would be forced to marry her scumbag ex-boyfriend under the Reese family's coercion and spend the rest of her life under his control and brainwashing."

From the moment she proposed marriage to Byron the second time they met, the fate between them was destined to be unbreakable.

No matter what kind of fate this was, at least she did not regret

Jaylen narrowed his eyes and looked at the cup of coffee in her hand. He swallowed the fishy taste that surged into his throat and said in a lighter tone than before, "Coffee is ready. Give it to me." Maeve handed him the coffee cup. "Be careful not to burn yourself."

Jaylen took it, but he was not in a hurry to drink it. There was a layer of gray cloud in his eyes. "Maeve, have I never told you something before?"

"What?"

"Actually, from the moment I knew that I didn't have long to live, I've been fighting with the heavens and the King of Hell. In order to live a little longer, I became Master's disciple. I'm not afraid of being looked down on by you. I've never studied medicine to save others, only myself."

"How can other people's lives be more valuable than mine? Other than my grandfather and mother, everyone else is no different from weeds by the roadside in my eyes. I really can't give birth to any great idea of helping the world." At this point, Jaylen's eyes moved slightly.

He looked at Maeve through the blurry outline of the light and shadow. "You are different. Only you are different from them. Before I met you, I only wanted to redeem myself. After I met you, I wanted to redeem others. It's not because of my noble character. I just wanted to be more or less worthy of you, even if it's just a little."

Maeve was not only the person he liked.

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Maeve's eyelashes fluttered, and her slender fingers could not help but clench slightly.

'What did I do to deserve this close friend's love?'

However, she could not respond to his enthusiasm and sincerity. Even if she apologized again, it would seem heartless and hurtful.

"Jaylen, thank you." Maeve took a deep breath. "But how are you as unbearable as you say? I don't think there's anything wrong with a person wanting to live well and loving themselves more than anything else. "Words don't concern one's heart. I only saw that many people were saved because of you just now. You saved not only them, but also many families. On the contrary, I feel that you're asking too much of yourself. Actually, whether it's to redeem others or yourself, as long as you're happy."

She had the same attitude towards Theo, who studied medicine with Rudolf Walker. Just did his best and did not need to give himself too much pressure.

The gloomy light in Jaylen's eyes seemed to slowly fade in an instant, gradually revealing the overflowing brilliance. The light above his head was not as bright as his smile at this moment.

It was as if the Dr. Chatterly who used to be plagued by a serious illness and always had a gloomy smile had finally walked out of the shadows into the light.

He looked at his love, Maeve, and raised the coffee cup in his hand. "Then, aren't you going to clink glasses with the noble miracle doctor in your eyes?"

He did not seem to notice that his arm was shaking as he raised his glass. The direction he was aiming at was not where

Maeve Reese was.

It was as if he could no longer see clearly.

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Maeve's eyes suddenly turned red. She bit her lip hard to prevent from showing it. She pretended to clink glasses with him as if nothing had happened.

"coffee is getting cold. Drink it quickly."

After drinking, she took him to the hospital..

His current state... was very abnormal.

Jaylen lowered his eyes slightly and muttered to himself, "Yes, coffee is about to die. Maeve, I'm a little tired of the scenery here. I want to go somewhere else to take a look." Maeve seemed to have sensed something and forced a smile. "After you recover, you can go wherever you want. Finish coffee and go."

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As soon as Maeve finished speaking, Jaylen's arm lost its strength, and the coffee cup suddenly fell from his hand. It hit the floor with a crisp sound and instantly shattered into pieces. The coffee splashed everywhere.

Scarlet blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth and bloomed on his snow-white shirt.

Maeve's eyes widened in fear. When she got up, she almost lost her balance. She ran over to help Jaylen up, and half of her body was stained red.

"Jaylen? Jaylen, don't scare me!" Maeve's entire body was trembling, and fierce teardrops kept falling from her eyes.

Jaylen's face was as pale as wallpaper, and his eyes were shrouded in a thick aura of death. His consciousness was constantly dissipating, and he forced a smile at her.

He wanted to apologize for scaring her.

However, his consciousness became more and more blurry.

Maeve watched helplessly as Jaylen's hand slowly dropped and then hung limply at his side, and she could no longer hear a single sound from him.

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