She also wanted to tell him that she was happy to have a child, thinking it would be a testament to their love. With him in her life and a child on the way, she felt content. She also wanted to ask him what name they should give to the child.

However, his stern gaze pierced her like an arrow, shattering the words she wanted to say.

"Abort it."

Maisie froze, a chill crawling up her spine.

Without further explanation, Daniel left the room after saying those two words. Maisie stared at the tightly-closed door, as if it was the door to his heart that had never opened for her.

After that, she tried for many days—crying, pleading, even kneeling in front of him without dignity.

"Consider this child mine, okay? It can take my surname. I promise not to use it to threaten you. Once it's born, I'll make sure both of us disappear from your life. We won't disturb you again. Is that not acceptable?"

Daniel remained unmoved.

At the time, he had been facing turbulence within the company. Despite the seemingly harmonious facade of the family, there were hidden conflicts and power struggles in the shadows.

any mistakes,

saying that he was keeping a mistress—a young girl. This escalated to questioning how they could trust someone who treated even his own feelings as

he, who had never cared about relationships, could endure the pressure and still refuse to let

just come at

...

near

tightly, stroking her back and murmuring "don't be afraid"

was a dream or reality. The vague

heavens but heartlessly dragged

eyes. She grabbed Daniel's collar tightly, a mix of terror, hatred, and attachment filling her gaze. She stared at him for a long time, then suddenly felt a stabbing pain in her temple and collapsed

"Maisie!"

immediately took out his phone to call for a

fine,

Why don't you take a break?" his assistant suggested,

Daniel said in a deep voice. "I'll stay

Quimby, there's another

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