Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Chris nodded and waved goodbye.

Maisie was in the kitchen preparing a new dessert. She was at the final step, about to finish the whole thing.

The aroma wafting from the oven filled the entire small apartment, adding a touch of warmth to the place.

Daniel wasn't idle either. He was helping her tidy up the desk, organize her writing materials, and pour some kibbles into the small bowl in the corner of the living room.

Tigger perked up at the sound of dog food, waddling over with its chubby body, its trot making it wobble. It approached Daniel, nuzzling affectionately.

Daniel responded with a gentle pat on the head.

The little German Shepherd was just over a month old, a joint decision by him and Maisie during a visit to the pet store. -

Back then.

They initially aimed for a cat, but fate intervened—Tigger's mother was on the verge of giving birth to puppies as they entered the store.

an experienced veterinarian, asked Daniel and Maisie to wait for a moment. Before long,

Maisie stepped forward

still with

old lady smiled. "Miss, having a pet is also about fate. Looks like you and this little

that puppy home. It was born

it had an enormous appetite, even as a

its cuteness but also because having it

Tigger, how tall will you grow?" After it finished eating, Daniel held its little paws, making it stand up.

close to Tigger's little ear. "If any other guy dares to come in, just

its beady black eyes, seeming to understand.

Daniel chuckled even more.

already considering it his own. He couldn't help but feel grateful he could finally step inside there—not just inside

overnight there. His mood dimmed a little after thinking of that,

obediently crouched beside

it to play with, and it happily scampered