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Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

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She also wanted to tell him that she was happy to have a child, thinking it would be a testament to their love. With

him in her life and a child on the way, she felt content. She also wanted to ask him what name they should give to

the child.

However, his stern gaze pierced her like an arrow, shattering the words she wanted to say.

"Abort it."

Maisie froze, a chill crawling up her spine.

Without further explanation, Daniel left the room after saying those two words. Maisie stared at the tightly-closed

door, as if it was the door to his heart that had never opened for her.

After that, she tried for many days—crying, pleading, even kneeling in front of him without dignity.

"Consider this child mine, okay? It can take my surname. I promise not to use it to threaten you. Once it's born, I'll

make sure both of us disappear from your life. We won't disturb you again. Is that not acceptable?"

Daniel remained unmoved.

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At the time, he had been facing turbulence within the company. Despite the seemingly harmonious facade of the

family, there were hidden conflicts and power struggles in the shadows.

He couldn't afford to make any mistakes, including in his personal life.

People in the boardroom were already saying that he was keeping a mistress—a young girl. This escalated to

questioning how they could trust someone who treated even his own feelings as a game with the entire company.

Maisie didn't know how Daniel managed during that time, and Daniel didn't understand how he, who had never

cared about relationships, could endure the pressure and still refuse to let Maisie leave.

Their child had just come at the wrong time.

...

"Don't come over! Don't come near me! Don't hurt my child!"

Maisie suddenly curled up, trembling incessantly. Daniel held her tightly, stroking her back and murmuring "don't be

afraid" in her ear.

Maisie slowly opened her eyes, unable to distinguish whether this was a dream or reality. The vague images in her

mind unfolded before her eyes like scenes.

Someone had once spoiled her to the heavens but heartlessly dragged her into hell when she had most hoped for a

resolution.

Tears surged in her eyes. She grabbed Daniel's collar tightly, a mix of terror, hatred, and attachment filling her

gaze. She stared at him for a long time, then suddenly felt a stabbing pain in her temple and collapsed on the bed.

"Maisie!"

Daniel immediately took out his phone to call for a doctor.

After the examination, Maisie was found to be fine, but the sleepless night had left Daniel looking weary.

"Mr. Quimby, there are doctors and nurses here. Why don't you take a break?" his assistant suggested, offering him

a glass of warm water.

"No need," Daniel said in a deep voice. "I'll stay here with her."

"Mr. Quimby, there's another matter at hand..."

"What is it?"

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"Our people have been monitoring the pregnant woman in the hospital over the past few days and found out that

she actually has a husband."

"What?" Daniel was surprised.

He had heard from Maisie about that incident. When the pregnant woman had collapsed, the crowd had gossiped

that she was a mistress. The pregnant woman herself had told Maisie that she had fallen in love with the wrong

person.

What was up with her husband?

"Are you sure that's her husband?"

"Absolutely." His assistant nodded. "However... We used your connections at the police station without informing

you. It was urgent, so..."

"That's fine." Daniel waved his hand. "Just make sure everything is handled properly."

"The investigation revealed that the man is not only her husband but also responsible for maintaining the Quimbys'

vehicles."

"Is that so?" Daniel raised an eyebrow, suddenly recalling something. "So, the car of my second uncle could very

well have been driven by this man without permission?"