Married a Secret Billionaire

Maisie’s heart skipped a beat as she softly agreed and ended the call.

Later, Graham called. As usual, he sounded rushed. Checking the time, Maisie realized a whole day had passed since she had last spoken to him.

In a hushed tone, Maisie asked, “Graham, don’t you think there’s something—” She stopped herself before the words “not quite normal between us” escaped.

Graham paused as if something had just clicked. “Maisie, are you facing difficulties over there?”

“No,” she replied, forcing a smile. “I’ve moved to a new place.”

“Oh.”

“Next time you visit, don’t go to the old place,” she said.

“Did you get a promotion?” Graham chuckled. “Or a raise? Congratulations!”

exhaled deeply. It felt like she

keep you any longer. I’m a bit busy here,”

late at night on

“Graham, I—”

his voice sounding rushed. “I’ll call you in a couple of days. I’ll return at the beginning of next month. We can discuss our wedding

replied with a nod, her

but she was sure there was a problem. Perhaps the issue had

through the window, and some of her weariness faded as she looked at the

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came as promised on the weekend, but he wasn’t alone. He brought Persephone to avoid

hugged Maisie, acting like a lively young rabbit. “Ms. Squire! Your house is

with a spatula in hand and laughed. “Hush,

food are you