Daniel narrowed his eyes, his expression darkening.

"Daniel, I'm really sorry..." Camila cried. "I shouldn't have taken her out without your permission today. But... I just wanted to discuss the final draft with her and help her relax. I never expected her health to be this bad.

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have bothered her with work at this time."

Daniel remained silent, exuding a chilling aura.

Camila had shouldered all the blame, but was she really so well-meaning? Was she innocent?

He clenched his fists, watching the weakened Maisie and feeling a pang of pain in his heart.

"You should leave," he said, gesturing for Camila to go.

"Daniel..."

"Leave!"

Camila tremble. She looked at his towering figure, then hurriedly

No!" Maisie's cries echoed from the

carefully embracing her. Beads of sweat slid down her

My child..." Maisie's

in her ear, "Maisie,

struggling and gradually

night. He hardly slept, the past haunting his mind like

...

third year Maisie had spent

had found the best doctors for Owen, upgraded the Squire residence,

to him had

the aisle, solemnly utter marriage vows, and embrace

a pet. He could spoil her, indulge her, give her money, and do everything to make her happy—like raising a little cat or dog, but

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