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.

Daniel and Maisie to wait for a moment. Before long, she successfully helped Tigger's mother

Maisie stepped forward to take

that moment, one of the puppies, still with closed eyes, stretched

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

It was born sturdier than its littermates, so

didn't disappoint. From the start, it had an enormous

also because having it gave him more

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.

lowered his voice, speaking close to Tigger's little ear. "If any other

looked at him with its beady black eyes, seeming to understand. It whimpered

Daniel chuckled even more.

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

overnight there. His mood

obediently crouched beside him, whimpering at

tossed a ball for it to play with, and it happily scampered