Married a Secret Billionaire

Maisie crouched on the ground, wailing. Her daughter, who hadn't yet had a chance to see the world, was buried

there.

Slowly, she walked to the outer edge of the courtyard and sat in front of a stone tablet. Repeatedly, she stroked the

words engraved on it, tears streaming down her face.

Since the day Daniel suggested she abort the child, she had planned to escape.

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Back then.

They resided on the city's east side, so she fled to the west, renting a shabby house in the suburban area. The

conditions were poor—she cooked in the corridor and sought help from an old classmate to find a job.

Fearing Daniel's pursuit, she avoided using her ID and worked as a daily laborer in a restaurant kitchen, performing

the dirtiest and most exhausting tasks.

Kind neighbors, witnessing her pregnancy amid malnourishment, gave her eggs, which she reluctantly consumed,

eating only one every two days.

Despite the harsh conditions, she found contentment. Enduring anything to settle down and bring her child into the

world was her sole focus.

ruthlessly destroy even this glimmer

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fists, trembling. The pain in her heart transformed into intense hatred, growing like vines

depths of her being.

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the hotel, Daniel was furious, blaming his subordinates for not taking good care of

manager, security personnel, and his men stood in a row, heads lowered, afraid

Maisie attempted to leave, no one dared to stop her. The

her aversion

find anyone who knew where Maisie had gone

you're back!" The sharp-eyed manager rushed toward Maisie as if

He hurried to grab her

was met with her icy

centuries. Daniel had a forbidding feeling and forced a

his arm around her

dodged, glaring at him, then walked toward the

Daniel pursued her. He had been inexplicably anxious since the

board meeting.

elevator button. A breaking news bulletin played on the hotel lobby's TV