Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

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Maisie kept her eyes lowered in silence.

Daniel glanced at her. Her demeanor reminded him of when she used to be gentle and obedient, staying quietly by

his side during work-related stress and enduring late nights just to accompany him.

A pang struck his heart, and he gently held her hand.

"I understand," Maisie murmured softly. "I'll be more careful from now on. I won't associate with strangers..."

Daniel sighed. "Maisie, I'm sorry. I was a little anxious earlier and lashed out in temper."

Maisie remained silent, shaking her head.

"I don't mean to stop you from making friends..." Daniel paused, feeling a bit guilty for expressing that. The jealousy

he felt when he saw her with Harvey lingered in his mind.

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Nevertheless, he forced himself to appear considerate, speaking softly. "I'm worried about you. You're too naive,

unaware of the dangers people might pose..."

As he finished speaking, the atmosphere seemed to turn sour again.

She had wholeheartedly devoted herself to him because she was too naive when they first met. In his past

ignorance, he hadn't cherished her properly, making her tread so many wrong paths.

Daniel licked his lips, deciding to end this topic.

"Maisie, I..."

"No need to say more, I understand." Maisie looked up at him. Despite the weariness in her expression, there was

still a glint in her eyes when she looked at him.

"I know you mean well. It was my fault. I was too eager to prove myself. I'll be more cautious in the future. Actually,

thinking about it... there's nothing wrong with relying on you."

"What?" Daniel was taken aback, almost letting his smile peek through, but he managed to control it.

Maisie leaned her head on his shoulder, gently closing her eyes.

"Give me a little more time, okay?" she said softly. "I really... don't want to become a parasite by your side. I want to

be someone capable and courageous. I want to work for it. So, can you give me a bit more time?"

What more could Daniel say? It was a certain yes—he could give her all the time she needed.

He affectionately ruffled her hair, his voice gentle. "It's still early. Is there somewhere you'd like to go?" "Don't you

need to go to the office?"

"I won't go today." He chuckled. "The whole day is yours."

Maisie smiled, continuing to lean on his shoulder, but her voice sounded somewhat lackluster. "There's nowhere I

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particularly want to go... but there's something I really want to know."

"What is it?"

"Why is my mother treating me that way?"

Daniel froze, then embraced her shoulders sympathetically.

That was a question he couldn't answer. Like Maisie, he hadn't received much maternal love either. His mother's

family was influential, and his father was no different from a social climber. He had abandoned Linda and her

mother back then, then married his mother.

His father had always felt guilty toward Linda, so he would occasionally meet with her and his ex-wife.

Daniel's mother was proud and couldn't tolerate such a wavering husband, leading to constant conflicts at home.

Disillusioned with the marriage, she had pinned all her hopes on Daniel.

He had grown up under immense pressure. While other kids had toy cars and action figures, his childhood consisted

of endless classes.