"You..." Daniel's throat tightened. "What do you want to write about?"

"I don't know." Maisie smiled innocently, her soft hair nuzzling his chin. The sweet fragrance of her body wafted toward his nose.

Daniel struggled to control himself, afraid to expose his feelings. He coughed discreetly to hide his embarrassment and gently pushed her away just a little, making sure not to give himself away.

"Well, if I do write a novel, I don't want to write about such a tragic story. I want to write about us," Maisie said, raising her head to look at him.

"About us?"

"Mm!" Maisie grinned innocently. "I want to include all the good things you've done for me."

times I wasn't

not

felt a pang of guilt

her in the past. He had treated her like a pet, summoning her whenever he pleased and disregarding her when he

Maisie had managed to endure those harrowing days, living meekly and fearfully by his side. She

do you mean 'in the

forehead. He smiled and said, "If you want to write,

replied. "But I already have

"Who is it?"

blinked mysteriously. "I'll keep it

likely, Lily. He only hoped she

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255