Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Daniel was getting ready to go to the airport to address some matters of the Quimby Group. He had planned to

leave for Cumulus City in the morning and return in the evening. But just then, Ruth called him, and it was about

Maisie.

Daniel put aside his luggage without hesitation and arranged for one of his subordinates to return to Cumulus City.

"Mr. Quimby..." His subordinate was unsure of what to do.

"Once you're back, coordinate with the seniors there, and they'll handle it," Daniel hurriedly instructed. "The

Quimby Group matters can wait!"

As his subordinate stood there bewildered, Daniel sped away.

The Quimby Group concerns could wait—he didn't want to miss any chance to be with Maisie. -

Daniel brought Maisie back with him. She wasn't feeling well, with a headache, a sore throat, and drowsiness. She

just wanted to go home and rest.

However, when they returned, they found people moving in and out of the house opposite theirs.

Maisie was taken aback.

She then saw Sophia coming out with a smug expression when she spotted her.

"You're back? Oh, Ms. Squire, thanks for taking care of James during this time. But we won't need your help from

now on! Graham has arranged a private tutor for James, and he'll have lessons at home!

Graham really cares about James, willing to spend on him, even more than his own son!"

Maisie stood at the doorway, looking unfazed. She then replied softly, "That's actually quite great..."

Sophia continued to boast. "Graham sold this house. So, I'm here to move some things for him today. We shouldn't

have any more opportunities to meet in the future!"

"Is that so?" Maisie responded.

"Oh, and..." Sophia intentionally said loudly, "Graham said he's going to buy me a new house! Ms. Squire, you had

such a great man, but you let him slip away. What a pity!"

"Have you said enough?" A deep voice suddenly cut in.

Daniel had taken Maisie upstairs, and upon returning, he stumbled upon this scene. He stood in front of Maisie,

radiating a cold aura, making Sophia uneasy.

She hesitated and took a few steps back, still unwilling to back down but not daring to say more.

"Did I hear you correctly?" Daniel seemed to smile. "You called Mr. Bayer a good man? If he's such a 'good man',

you should cherish him!"

Sophia looked at Daniel defiantly.

"There's a saying." Daniel's voice was chilly. "That a lucky woman doesn't marry an unlucky man. Maisie not

marrying that 'good man' you mentioned was fate helping her dodge a bullet.

"I hope you and Mr. Bayer live peacefully from now on, with no unexpected troubles."

"You..." Sophia glared at him.

Despite his words, his tone and smirk suggested otherwise.

"Old man!" Sophia retorted, "Wash your mouth! It stinks..."

Daniel's expression changed. "What did you call me?"

"Old man!" Sophia continued. "Look at you! You're not that young anymore, so why are you watching over Ms.

Squire like this? What? Are you looking to chase after younger girls?"

This time, Daniel widened his eyes but didn't erupt in anger in front of Maisie. He could only warn Sophia with his

gaze.

Sophia sneered. When the last mover brought out their things, she locked the door behind them, looking at Daniel

and Maisie mockingly.

Daniel smirked.

Sophia wouldn't enjoy her victory for long. He had already asked Fat Lawler to take action, and Graham would soon

face the consequences of his wrongdoing.

A man should bear the consequences of his actions.

However, Daniel didn't know how to comfort Maisie. He noticed she was lightly dressed, so he removed his jacket

and put it on her.

After some hesitation and not knowing what to say, he finally uttered, "Are you hungry?"

Maisie remained silent and shook her head.

Seeing her weakness, Daniel decided to help her back to her house. Later, Maisie developed a high fever, and

Daniel rushed to give her some fever-reducing medicine, planning to take her to the hospital.

"I don't want to go." Maisie's voice was weak. "I just want to rest for a bit."

"But your fever is quite high."

"I've taken medicine, haven't I?" She smiled weakly. "It's fine. I've never gone to the hospital when I had a fever

before. I'd rest for a few days, and I'd be better."

Daniel didn't insist any further.

After a while, her soft voice sounded again. "Mr. Quimby, could you stay here with me?"

Daniel was taken aback but still held her hand, smiling reassuringly.

Soon, Maisie fell asleep, but her sleep was restless.

Daniel remained by her side, wiping the sweat from her forehead and moistening her lips with a cotton swab.

In the end, he couldn't contain himself any longer. He gently sat on the edge of the bed and embraced her.

Her body burned like fire, but she curled up in his arms, shivering uncontrollably and muttering, "So cold..."

Daniel held her even tighter.

He remembered how she had never seemed to get sick before. Later, he found out that she never told him when

she was sick. No matter what happened, she always carried the burden herself, which made him think of her as a

woman he didn't need to worry about.

Perhaps this was the only way she could stay by his side a bit longer.

Daniel's eyes welled up with tears, and he gently caressed her face, lightly kissing her forehead.

"Maisie," he whispered in her ear. "I won't lose you again. After getting well, I'll take you back to our home.

"It's good that you forgot everything in the past. We'll start over. Give me another chance to love you properly,

alright?"