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

what he was up to, so she blushed slightly and

want something to eat

Maisie stretched lazily. "I'm still a bit

"Okay."

door and instructing the hotel staff not to

him. Left with nothing else

he thought of turning it off for her. When he was about to do

manuscript she had

he was curious to know what

without success. If he could help her by taking

at the desk and began to read attentively.

caught him off guard.

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

her stomach, smiling as she asked the doctor why her belly

after five months...]

of sweat dotted Daniel's nose. This had