Married a Secret Billionaire

Daniel cradled Maisie gently and quickly slipped on slippers for her when they entered the house. He was adamant

that she shouldn't lift a finger.

She retorted, "I've only got a stomachache, not as weak as you think. Plus, the doctor said it's minor."

Daniel said gloomily, "It's better to be cautious."

Maisie lowered her head, smiling with a heart full of joy. "I want to take a nap," she said.

Daniel nodded, bent down, and carefully carried her to the room, gently tucking her into bed.

"Why are you treating me like a kid?" Maisie asked.

"You're a kid to me." He patted her head and smiled. "Remember when you first called me 'Mister'?"

Maisie blushed. "You remember that? But I don't think you're old at all now!"

He was taken aback, then grinned.

She had said the same thing in the past. However, she might have been trying to please him back then. To him, she

been...

ached as he looked at her with guilt,

to caress her face until she fell asleep. He reminisced about the year they

pure as a blank

At the restaurant.

by alcohol, Wesley

young. Her mom raised the three of them alone.

son over her daughters, but she's also

in the day, I was the king of their family with my small business. No matter how badly I

her divorce me just because I had a bit of

a sip of his drink, his resentment boiling. "Back then, everyone

"Isn't it strange? I mean, Daniel has surely met various women.

interested in Maisie?"

"Didn't you also like that girl? You even

love Maisie, but he could