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.

asked Daniel and Maisie to wait for a moment. Before long, she successfully

forward to

one of the puppies, still with closed eyes, stretched

having a pet is also about fate. Looks like you and this little fellow have quite

that puppy home. It

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

but also because having it gave him more reasons to spend the entire day

stand up. He chuckled. "You're a purebred German Shepherd,

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

to understand. It whimpered twice and wagged its tail before jumping into

Daniel chuckled even more.

it his own. He couldn't help but feel grateful he could

stay overnight there. His mood dimmed

beside

to play with, and it happily