Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Maisie crouched on the ground, wailing. Her daughter, who hadn't yet had a chance to see the world, was buried there.

Slowly, she walked to the outer edge of the courtyard and sat in front of a stone tablet. Repeatedly, she stroked the words engraved on it, tears streaming down her face.

Since the day Daniel suggested she abort the child, she had planned to escape.

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Back then.

They resided on the city's east side, so she fled to the west, renting a shabby house in the suburban area. The conditions were poor—she cooked in the corridor and sought help from an old classmate to find a job.

Fearing Daniel's pursuit, she avoided using her ID and worked as a daily laborer in a restaurant kitchen, performing the dirtiest and most exhausting tasks.

Kind neighbors, witnessing her pregnancy amid malnourishment, gave her eggs, which she reluctantly consumed, eating only one every two days.

Despite the harsh conditions, she found contentment. Enduring anything to settle down and bring her child into the world was her sole focus.

Daniel sought to ruthlessly destroy even

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in her heart transformed into intense hatred, growing like vines in the depths of

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was furious, blaming his subordinates for not taking good

stood in a row, heads

her. The bodyguards refrained from following

who knew where Maisie had gone

Ms. Squire, you're back!" The sharp-eyed manager rushed toward Maisie as

her hand, attempting to

Seconds felt like centuries. Daniel had a forbidding feeling and forced a smile before attempting to put his arm

glaring at him, then

had been inexplicably anxious since the afternoon, unable to focus even during

breaking news bulletin played on the hotel

now, a violent incident occurred at the train station. Several middleaged