Married a Secret Billionaire

“What did you say?” Daniel asked.

Persephone seriously repeated, “You’re not as handsome as the prince!”

“You little rascal!” Daniel raised his hand as if to spank her, but it was all in jest.

Persephone couldn’t avoid it, and she was lifted up and tickled, laughing uncontrollably.

Sadly, the ice cream cone met its end, falling entirely onto Daniel’s coat.

Persephone froze, her empty hand and Daniel’s coat catching her eye. Her face turned beet red. After a few moments of silence, she began to cry.

“Sephy, please don’t cry!” Daniel had never comforted a child, let alone a preschooler with such a loud voice.

The passersby gave him strange looks, wondering if he was mistreating the little girl.

“Oh, Sephy!” He quickly tried to console her. “Don’t cry!”

Persephone pushed his hand away.

“Stop crying!” Daniel raised his voice sternly. “That’s enough!”

“Wah—”

something so small? If you want more ice cream, I’ll get

big meanie!” Persephone pounded her fists on him. “You… You tickled me!

“Brat!”

a temper. “Even if you buy another one, it won’t be the same as before! I don’t want it! I don’t like it! I-I want the one from

aback. The one from

of something being

silent and sat down. His imposing figure appeared somewhat lonely. He couldn’t stop thinking about Maisie from moments

he noticed the ice cream had melted on

crying. She was confused. She wondered if her loud crying had

she leaned against his side and held his hand.

remained cast down without

are you sad? Why

Persephone’s serious and endearing expression. He pinched her cheek softly and said, “I’m

Persephone murmured. “I shouldn’t have said you’re not as handsome as the prince. If I hadn’t said that, you wouldn’t have tickled me,

quite the

you.” Persephone looked into his eyes. “My

grandpa’s good quality of

quite understanding

and got ready to take

suddenly grabbed his hand. “Granduncle, you’re just a

prince is younger than you!