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."
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, 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.
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