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 with a

was up to, so she

you want something

lazily. "I'm still a bit

"Okay."

gently closing the bedroom door and instructing the hotel

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

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

manuscript she had

know what she had written and

by taking a look or figuring

contemplation, Daniel sat at the desk and began to

caught him off guard.

become erratic, not recognizing him. She still fantasized that the child was

She often touched her stomach, smiling as she

after five months...]

dotted Daniel's nose. This had been... her condition after