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.

Where do you want to go? Centrolis?

up everything here... I..." Daniel began to speak incoherently,

on her tiptoes and gently embraced him. Her scent

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

to help you vent your

her with a bitter smile. She thought that Owen had said

their past, or even recalled where that child was buried,

core and she

eyes sparkled with a smile.

follow you in secret and be with you

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

you

wiped the sweat off his forehead and chuckled. Although she was surprised

with warmth.

take our time getting married," she said softly, "You

find the words to respond, so he