Married a Secret Billionaire

It was late at night, and Maisie was still editing her manuscript. Daniel had the hotel staff deliver some late-night

snacks and then called her to join him for a meal.

Maisie sat down at the table and smiled gently. "Why are you still here?"

Lately, Daniel had been staying in this hotel suite most of the time. However, he didn't go into the bedroom.

Instead, he slept on the couch in the living room, even though it couldn't be as comfortable as being at home.

Daniel smiled and pretended to sigh dramatically. "I don't have the privilege of sleeping in a bed, so I'll make do with

the couch."

"I mean, why aren't you back at your own home?"

"My home?" he said with a smirk. "My home is wherever you are."

Maisie blushed, feeling a warm sense of happiness.

Just a few days ago, Daniel had taken her back to the Quimbys, introduced her to all the family members, and

firmly held her hand while telling them that Maisie would be the lady of this house from now on.

Daniel's parents were no longer alive, and the older generation of the family was too old to meddle much in the

of the younger generation. The other family members, despite

family background, didn't dare to say much

to Daniel's proposal, but she was busy with

to prepare for a wedding at the moment. They had

book was

Daniel spending every day at the hotel suite, refusing

part of the story are you

dessert, then turned to

mouth, his eyes filled

sure how to proceed," she said after some

brows.

leads should move further in their relationship at this

stay stagnant, or the entire book's readability will suffer." "Yeah, that

her computer. Her story was heartwarming, but it lacked a bit of passion. This

pages, the male and female leads had

kiss.

her in his arms. He pointed at a

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