Married a Secret Billionaire

"What do you have to say for yourself?" Daniel, who was not easy to coax, didn't even turn around. "How many

times have I told you? No staying up late! You clearly haven't taken my words seriously, have you?!"

"Daniel..."

Maisie's face nuzzled against his broad back, her voice tender as she spoke. "I was wrong, okay? I won't stay up late

again... I just really want to do this well, in case something unexpected happens. I don't want to end up with

nothing."

Daniel's heart melted instantly. He was only worried about her, so he did not blame her. Upon hearing her say this,

he quickly turned around. Seeing her standing barefoot on the floor, he scooped her up like a princess and gently

placed her on the sofa.

His gaze showed a hint of helplessness as he smiled, sitting beside her.

"I know you want to do well." He held her hand. "But your health is more important, right?"

Maisie nodded quickly.

"If you continue to neglect your health and stay up every night, then I'll have to move in with you to supervise you!"

teased her

up to, so she blushed slightly and pushed

something to

lazily. "I'm still a bit

"Okay."

bedroom door and instructing the hotel staff not to

was a bit boring for him. Left with nothing else to do, he

computer was still on, he thought of turning it off for her. When he was about to do it,

manuscript

Honestly, he was curious to know

by taking a look or figuring out

Daniel sat at the desk and began

caught him off guard.

become erratic, not recognizing him. She still fantasized that

fetus. She often touched her stomach, smiling as she asked

after five months...]

Daniel's nose. This had been... her