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.

shop owner, a kind-hearted elderly lady and an experienced veterinarian, asked Daniel and Maisie to

stepped forward to

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

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

how Daniel and Maisie brought that puppy home. It was born sturdier than its littermates, so they named it

From the start, it had an

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

paws, making it stand up. He chuckled. "You're a purebred German Shepherd, so you'll surely grow tall and strong. You've got

ear. "If any other guy dares to come in,

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

Daniel chuckled even more.

visiting her small apartment daily, already considering it his own. He couldn't help but feel grateful he could finally

overnight there. His mood dimmed a little after thinking of

obediently crouched beside

ball for it to