Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Maisie gripped the phone, her mind a blank canvas. She wanted to answer the call but hesitated the moment her finger brushed the answer button.

Her intuition told her that Sophia and Graham had an unusual relationship.

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Days passed routinely. Maisie arrived at work on time each day, occasionally bringing back a bouquet of flowers from the local florist. Sometimes, she treated herself to street food or went shopping for little things she liked after work.

Graham stayed exceedingly busy, with barely a spare moment for her. Even when they managed to meet, it was always brief, and meaningful conversations were scarce.

Maisie couldn't help but notice that Graham's phone rang more frequently during their meetings as if the caller deliberately timed the interruptions. Each time he answered, he dodged her questions about the caller and gave no direct answers.

All of this left Maisie convinced that it had something to do with the mysterious "Sophia" from the phone call.

Daniel occasionally showed up at the kindergarten to collect Persephone and chat with Maisie, making a conscious effort to restrain himself. Yet, restraint could sometimes reveal more than words.

share it with her. He hoped it would bring her happiness, but he questioned if he

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day after kindergarten, Maisie approached Daniel with a soft

He then asked with a smile,

Maisie nodded and pointed to her

his phone and saw that Maisie had

for a month now, and I'm not sure if this covers it. During this time, I had my sister stay with

my sister has returned to our hometown, and I'll be living there alone from now on. Don't worry. I haven't

lightly. Her mention of "home" sounded particularly

the host. As such, feel free to make any changes you like. It's your place." He gazed at

was a great help, and Wesley willingly signed the divorce papers, so my

the specific cost of this kind of house, but I understand it must be expensive. I've transferred what I

rent for this type of house either." Daniel's

"I..."