"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

you not been good to

pang of guilt and

He had treated her like a pet, summoning her whenever he

no idea how Maisie had managed to endure those harrowing days, living meekly and fearfully by his

seemed puzzled. "What do you mean 'in the

nothing," Daniel said, planting a light kiss on her forehead. He smiled and said, "If you want to write, I'll

I already have someone supporting

"Who is it?"

Maisie blinked mysteriously. "I'll keep

good idea who this professional was—most likely, Lily. He only hoped she wouldn't cause any

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