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!"

She looked at his towering figure, then

cries

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

child..." Maisie's words

as he whispered in her ear, "Maisie, I'm here. Don't be

as Maisie stopped struggling and gradually

entire night. He hardly slept, the past haunting his

...

year Maisie had spent with

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

him had deepened as

down the aisle, solemnly

her money, and do everything to make her happy—like raising

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