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.

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

stepped forward

puppies, still with

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

Maisie brought that puppy home. It was born sturdier than its littermates, so they

it had an enormous appetite, even as a

also because having it

held its little paws, making it stand up. He chuckled. "You're

to Tigger's little ear. "If any other guy dares to come in, just pounce and bite!

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

Daniel chuckled even more.

practically been visiting her small apartment daily, 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,

thing Daniel lacked. Unlike Tigger, he couldn't stay overnight there. His mood dimmed a little after

obediently crouched beside him, whimpering

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