Although Daniel was disappointed, he smiled at her and nodded before saying, "I understand."
Maisie's cheeks blushed, her heart racing as their eyes locked. She quickly lowered her head to sip her bubble tea, concealing the turmoil in her heart.
"Thanks for your understanding, Mr. Quimby," she said.
"Don't worry about it," he reassured gently. "It's my business if I like you. You don't have to be burdened by it. But I have a request..."
"What is it?" she asked.
"Please don't reject me while you take time to heal." He chuckled. "You must give me a chance to be good to you."
She shyly pursed her lips, and a sense of romance filled the air.
However, she couldn't help but wonder how to explain this man repeatedly appearing in her dreams.
"Mr. Quimby…" She finally asked, "Did we know each other in the past?"
He was taken aback.
Maisie scratched her head, troubled. "I feel a sense of familiarity with you. Maybe you didn't know I was very sick, and I forgot everything when I recovered. If you knew me, could you be honest with me? My family won't tell me about my past, and I don't know why they act like that."
Daniel felt a squeeze in his heart and forced a smile.
After a long silence, he finally said, "We didn't know each other."
Maisie was stunned, watching him in silence.
"Perhaps it's the unique connection between people that makes you feel familiar," he said, his voice hoarse and slow. "Maybe there wasn't much in your past that your family didn't tell you about. It's all in the past now. You don't have to cling to it.
"Starting a new life might be a good thing, right, Maisie? I'm willing to embark on this new life with you, and I assure you that you'll never be wronged again."
Maisie found herself drawn to his voice as if it held an irresistible charm.
He patted her shoulder, smiled, and went to clean the living room, something he had been doing lately. He couldn't cook, but he could clean.
Maisie observed him, feeling a sense of security in his tall, regular attire. As she watched, she suddenly felt dizzy, her temples throbbing, and blurry images rushed into her head. She couldn't see them clearly, but they all seemed to involve Daniel.
She frowned, gripping the blanket, her head clouded with doubts.
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Sophia brought Graham to meet Fat Lawler at the underground casino. Graham appeared anxious as Fat Lawler's men led them in, his reluctance evident in his slow steps.
On the other hand, Sophia was excited and had even picked a gift for Fat Lawler.
"What's bothering you, Graham?" she whispered, leaning in close. "Don't look so gloomy. We're here for a business discussion. Everyone profits when things fall into place."
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