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!"

her

up to, so she blushed slightly

want something to

lazily. "I'm still a bit sleepy. I want

"Okay."

closing the bedroom door

being alone in the suite was a bit boring for him. Left with nothing else to do, he ended

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

noticed the manuscript she had

was curious to know what

without success. If he could help her by taking a look or

desk and began to read attentively. However, a particular

caught him off guard.

erratic, not recognizing him. She still fantasized that the

She often touched her stomach, smiling as

after five months...]

beads of sweat dotted Daniel's nose. This had been... her condition after the miscarriage,