Married a Secret Billionaire

"I'm sorry," Camila said softly as she struggled to get up from the floor.

Maisie locked eyes with Camila, finding only coldness within them. There was no trace of remorse accompanying

her apology—the words "I'm sorry" felt more like a colossal joke.

Camila's lips were ashen as she continued. "Regardless of your perception, I truly wanted to apologize. I

acknowledge that I've disrupted your life. If not for me, you wouldn't have experienced so much pain.

"But... was it genuinely me who dismantled your life?"

Maisie froze, and her heart clenched abruptly, a suffocating feeling rising from within.

The police, accompanied by a lawyer, arrived and escorted Camila away.

A semblance of calmness returned.

Daniel carefully held Maisie in his embrace. As he prepared to exit the room, his gaze lingered on the lawyer, his

voice carrying weight. "You know what to do, right?"

The lawyer nodded. "Mr. Quimby, I'll adhere strictly to the standard legal procedures. I won't interfere with anything

else!"

of relief. "I don't want to see Camila again, and there shouldn't be any

the Quimby Group."

"I understand!"

Daniel's confidant for years, their connection strong enough for

felt reassured entrusting

concern now rested

frail. Even with his support,

Daniel simply lifted her.

to hold her as tears

closed her eyes,

warmth she knew, his heartbeat strong and

collar, she softly called out after

here," Daniel whispered in

want to go

car, fastened her seatbelt, and removed

and drowsiness slowly enveloped Maisie. It felt like

first time