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.

to wait for a moment.

stepped forward to

with closed eyes, stretched out a little paw toward

is also about fate.

Maisie brought that puppy home. It was

From the start, it had an enormous appetite,

adored it, not just for its cuteness but also because having it gave him more reasons to spend

Tigger, how tall will you grow?" After it finished eating, Daniel held its little paws, making it stand up. He chuckled. "You're a purebred German Shepherd, so you'll surely grow tall and strong. You've got to guard

little ear. "If any other guy dares to come in, just pounce and

at him with its beady black eyes, seeming to understand. It whimpered twice and wagged its

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 but also raising a dog, especially such an understanding

one thing Daniel lacked. Unlike Tigger, he couldn't stay overnight there. His mood

crouched beside him, whimpering

ball for it to play with,