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

her fists on him. “You…

“Brat!”

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

taken aback. The one from

something being irreplaceable, something he used to know

fell silent and sat down. His imposing figure appeared somewhat

his head, he noticed the ice cream had melted

her loud crying

leaned against his side and held his

remained cast down without a

sad? Why

chuckled as he took in Persephone’s serious and endearing expression. He pinched her cheek softly

you’re not as handsome as the prince. If I hadn’t said that, you wouldn’t have tickled

quite the

apologize to you.” Persephone looked into his eyes. “My grandpa said that people

so?” Daniel smiled. “Your grandpa’s good quality of admitting mistakes must be

pouted, not quite understanding

head and got ready to take her

a bit older, but… you’re more handsome

laughed, thinking it was just childish talk. But Persephone continued. “That prince is younger than you! I