Daniel narrowed his eyes, his expression darkening.

"Daniel, I'm really sorry..." Camila cried. "I shouldn't have taken her out without your permission today. But... I just

wanted to discuss the final draft with her and help her relax. I never expected her health to be this bad.

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have bothered her with work at this time."

Daniel remained silent, exuding a chilling aura.

Camila had shouldered all the blame, but was she really so well-meaning? Was she innocent?

He clenched his fists, watching the weakened Maisie and feeling a pang of pain in his heart.

"You should leave," he said, gesturing for Camila to go.

"Daniel..."

"Leave!"

Daniel's low growl made Camila tremble. She looked at his towering figure, then hurriedly left.

"No... No!" Maisie's cries echoed from the room.

Beads of sweat slid

and helpless.

Maisie's words

her ear, "Maisie, I'm

worked, as Maisie stopped struggling and gradually fell into a deep sleep

stayed by her side the entire night. He hardly slept, the past haunting his mind like a

...

year Maisie had

three years, he had found the best doctors for

to live a

to him had deepened as

Daniel would hold her hand

saying

her. He viewed her merely as

her, give her money, and do everything to make her happy—like raising

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