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!"

looked

Maisie's cries echoed from the

slid down her pale cheeks, making him feel

Maisie's

in her ear, "Maisie, I'm

struggling and gradually fell into a

her side the entire night. He hardly slept, the past haunting his mind

...

third year Maisie

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

him had

Daniel would hold her hand down the aisle, solemnly utter marriage

could spoil her, indulge her, give her

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

Comments ()

0/255