Married a Secret Billionaire

Daniel hugged Maisie tightly, his strength almost suffocating her. It was as if holding her tightly was the only way to

keep her from running away.

"Daniel..." Maisie gently patted his back. "What happened? Can you please tell me..."

"I lost my appetite." Daniel released her and took a deep breath, adjusting his emotions. He managed to force a

smile. "Can we not eat at home?"

"Sure..." Maisie nodded, feeling more concerned about him than curious about what had happened. She was ready

to follow his lead.

Daniel held her hand and fled the house as though he was escaping. He had never thought he would experience

fear like this—fear that the sealed-off past would resurface, fear that the old scars would be ripped open again.

Most of all, he was afraid he would lose her forever.

"Maisie, let's get married as soon as possible," he said, his voice strained, almost pleading in her ear.

Maisie, who was taken aback, stared at him in astonishment. His eyes were red, and there was something she

couldn't quite comprehend in his gaze.

away. Where

I could give up everything here... I..." Daniel began to

stood on her tiptoes and gently embraced him. Her scent

be annoying sometimes, but don't take his words to heart. I can call

to help you vent your

with a bitter smile. She thought that Owen had said

past, or even recalled where that child

the core and she wouldn't be

you." Maisie's eyes sparkled with a smile. "But

you in secret and be with you

course not! I'll marry you openly. I want to tell the whole world that

you reacting so

sweat off his forehead and chuckled. Although

with warmth.

married," she said softly, "You

to respond,