Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Daniel grappled with conflicting emotions. On the one hand, he hoped that she would remember him, but on the other, he wished she could completely forget everything that had transpired before, never to recollect those memories again.

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Guided by Nicole's directions, Maisie navigated her way to her family's address. She couldn't help but smile at the irony of needing a map to find her own home. Over the past two years, the concept of "home" had slowly faded from her mind.

"We're almost at my house," Maisie informed Daniel. "You don't have to accompany me any further. I can go on my own."

"Alright. I'll head back to the company to take care of some matters."

"Sure, go ahead." Maisie was aware that Daniel worked for the prestigious Quimby Group, a renowned name in this city. Daniel must have a lot of responsibilities there.

With a wave and a smile, she turned to face the aging apartment building.

The neighborhood was in a low-income area, surrounded by shantytowns. The remaining buildings were only three or four stories tall, showing signs of disrepair and appearing on the verge of collapse.

that her family's living conditions hadn't been

was filled with questions and uncertainty as she climbed the stairs. Upon her return, she found Cindy busy preparing

"Mom—"

finish her sentence, Cindy interrupted her, "Don't just stand there, can't you see?

She hadn't expected her mother to immediately ask for her assistance with chores upon her

her mother forgotten that she hadn't been home for

wasn't particularly clean. She had to sift through the clutter of pots and pans

slow?" Cindy impatiently scolded her. "Have you been living the high life for

I am helping,

What are you even doing?" Cindy grabbed the knife from her hand.

the sound of the knife striking the cutting board resonated like a

the house, she wanted

phone, intending to text Daniel to inquire when he would pick her up, only for Cindy

her, intensifying her chopping.