Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Daniel's relief manifested in a warm smile. "I'll go make it then!"

Maisie softly interjected, catching him off guard, "Let me do it. I think... you haven't been in the kitchen much, so let me handle it."

Daniel was momentarily stunned. He hesitated before allowing Maisie to head to the kitchen. She expertly tied on an apron, checked the fridge, gathered ingredients, and began bustling around the stove.

Daniel stood awkwardly by the kitchen door. Despite being a grown man, he felt unsure. He didn't know whether to offer help or how to assist, yet he cherished this moment deeply.

In no time, Maisie prepared breakfast—soup, warm milk, chicken sandwiches, sausages, and eggs. It mirrored every meal she had cooked for him before.

"What are you standing there for?" Maisie handed him cutlery. "Sit down and eat."

"Mm..."

said softly. "If we have time, I can bake you some bread. I remember you liked sweet ones, but they're too sugary and bad for your

childishly and blurted, "There's next time if

he said the wrong thing, and chuckled self-deprecatingly. "Maybe... there won't be a

"Next time, I'll bake it

"What?"

him, then lowered her head. "Hurry and eat. Don't

taken aback for a moment. He suddenly

couple who had spent years together. One understood the other's taste,

window onto the dining table. They sat facing each other, quietly having

what Daniel

a bit tingly. He occasionally glanced at her

Maisie spoke first. "Daniel, do you have