Married a Secret Billionaire

Chapter 1751

Daniel narrowed his eyes, his expression darkening.

"Daniel, I'm really sorry..." Camila cried. "I shouldn't have taken her out without your permission today. But... I just

wanted to discuss the final draft with her and help her relax. I never expected her health to be this bad.

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have bothered her with work at this time." NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

Daniel remained silent, exuding a chilling aura.

Camila had shouldered all the blame, but was she really so well-meaning? Was she innocent?

He clenched his fists, watching the weakened Maisie and feeling a pang of pain in his heart.

"You should leave," he said, gesturing for Camila to go.

"Daniel..."

"Leave!"

Daniel's low growl made Camila tremble. She looked at his towering figure, then hurriedly left.

"No... No!" Maisie's cries echoed from the room.

Daniel rushed over, carefully embracing her. Beads of sweat slid down her pale cheeks, making him feel distressed

and helpless.

"Don't... My child..." Maisie's words were incoherent.

Daniel's heart clenched as he whispered in her ear, "Maisie, I'm here. Don't be afraid."

Perhaps his comfort worked, as Maisie stopped struggling and gradually fell into a deep sleep in his arms.

Daniel stayed by her side the entire night. He hardly slept, the past haunting his mind like a nightmare.

...

It was the third year Maisie had spent with him.

In the past three years, he had found the best doctors for Owen, upgraded the Squire residence, and allowed

Maisie to live a life of luxury.

Maisie's attachment to him had deepened as well.

She fantasized that one day, Daniel would hold her hand down the aisle, solemnly utter marriage vows, and

embrace her, saying "I love you".

At the time, however, Daniel had no intention of marrying her. He viewed her merely as a pet. He could spoil her,

indulge her, give her money, and do everything to make her happy—like raising a little cat or dog, but he wouldn't

love her or give her a better status.

Naturally, he wouldn't allow her to get pregnant. He also wouldn't allow her to use a child as leverage one day.

"Daniel, I... I'm pregnant."

Maisie approached him cautiously, hands nervously rubbing her clothes. She wore the shy smile of a mother-to-be.

After three years of his indulgence, she thought marriage would be the natural progression of their relationship.

Having a child a bit earlier or later wouldn't matter.

She had forgotten that Daniel was only affectionate when she obeyed him. When she didn't, he was cold and

heartless.

"Pregnant?" His gaze darkened, and his smile gradually froze. "Why are you pregnant?"

"I..."

Maisie wanted to tell him that it had been too late for any precautions the last time they had been intimate. It had

been when she was not fertile, and she had thought such a coincidence wouldn't occur.