Married a Secret Billionaire

“Are you okay?” Daniel looked at her with concern.

Maisie’s heart raced. She instinctively avoided eye contact and shifted back.

The atmosphere turned awkward once more.

Daniel pondered for a moment, then offered a gentle smile. “I… I’ll tell you a joke, alright? There was once a tomato that jumped into a pot of hot soup, turning into tomato soup. Its buddy, the egg, wanted to save it and hopped into the same pot, transforming it into tomato and egg soup! Hahaha…”

Maisie stared at him, puzzled.

Daniel chuckled and then noticed something was off. He turned to Maisie, who still had a puzzled expression. “Uh, it’s not funny?”

This time, Maisie couldn’t help but burst into laughter. It might have been a lame joke, but it amused her.

The tension lifted. The car was parked by the roadside, and they could see the starry night sky through the moonroof.

Maisie leaned against the headrest, feeling drowsy. She had been tired all day, and now her eyelids started to droop in the warm and cozy car. She fell asleep without realizing it.

Daniel kept the engine running and adjusted the warm airflow to the most comfortable temperature. He watched her intently, yearning to touch her face and kiss her forehead and lips. Yet, every time he extended his hand, he pulled it back. He feared waking her. He wouldn’t be able to savor this moment if she woke up.

It was alright this way. She slept peacefully, and he silently watched over her. Originally, they weren’t supposed to have any more interactions. Still, he had seized this moment from fate with all his might.

sleep, and Daniel held his breath. He carefully covered her with his coat and

of their first night together six years ago. He had arranged for her brother in the best hospital back

On that night.

as she tried to undress. She had never been in a relationship and did not know how to face a man, especially someone as

Quimby, I…” She couldn’t figure out why the robe was tied in a knot when she only wanted to untie it. She was

heartstrings. None of the women around him before were as innocent as Maisie. Sometimes, men genuinely wanted someone innocent

hand

looked at

“I won’t force anyone.”

that—” Maisie hurriedly tried to explain, but Daniel had already gotten up and

“Mr. Quimby!”

more time,” he said with his back turned.

his back, baffled. She sat alone in the bedroom. The light in the study had been left

Thompsons’, Linda confronted him.

park,” Daniel replied

eyes widened. “At

invested in that project. Can’t I go check

Linda exclaimed. “You weren’t alone, were you? Were