Married a Secret Billionaire

“Why? Do you like it?” Maisie seemed surprised, unable to hold back a smile. “I originally planned to make truffle and mushroom soup, but Nicole thought people might not like the truffles’ taste. As such, she asked me not to make it.”

Daniel didn’t like truffles, but Maisie’s version was unexpectedly tasty, none of the flavors he disliked. He found himself craving that taste.

Unfortunately, she had forgotten everything.

“Mr. Quimby, don’t stay here.” She chuckled. “There’s a lot of smoke. Why don’t you go to the living room and have some fruit? I have one more dish to prepare, and it’ll be ready soon!”

Daniel nodded and left. As he passed through the living room, he noticed Nicole, her eyes expressing a mix of emotions.

Maisie brought the soup to the table at that moment.

Daniel raised his eyebrows and smiled at Maisie. “Do you have any tabasco?”

Maisie smiled. “I told you your wound hasn’t healed, and

a little, please?” he

out of tabasco,

with you. She

Daniel glanced

speaking in a low

couldn’t meet Daniel’s gaze and felt even more timid being in the

door, showing Maisie and Persephone walking to the supermarket, accompanied by the Hamertons’

princess, highly protected. Do you

her hands. After a long silence, she spoke softly. “Mr. Quimby, you kept

sat on the sofa, his legs crossed, and watched

Quimby…” Nicole hesitated. “Are you… Are you serious about Maisie this time? Are your feelings