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!"

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

cries echoed from

rushed over, carefully embracing her. Beads of sweat slid down her pale cheeks, making

Maisie's words were

he whispered in her ear, "Maisie,

Maisie stopped struggling and gradually fell into a deep sleep in his

He hardly

...

the third year Maisie

three years, he had found the best doctors for Owen, upgraded the Squire residence, and

attachment to him had deepened as

would hold her hand down the aisle, solemnly utter marriage vows, and embrace her, saying "I

He could spoil her, indulge her, give her money, and do everything to make her happy—like raising a little

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