Chapter 1609


    Maisie’s heart skipped a beat as she softly agreed and ended the call.


    Later, Graham called. As usual, he sounded rushed. Checking the time, Maisie realized a whole day


    had passed since she hadst spoken to him.


    In a hushed tone, Maisie asked, “Graham, don’t you think there’s something—” She stopped herself


    before the words “not quite normal between us” escaped.


    Graham paused as if something had just clicked. “Maisie, are you facing difficulties over there?”


    “No,” she replied, forcing a smile. “I’ve moved to a new ce.”


    “Oh.”


    “Next time you visit, don’t go to the old ce,” she said.


    “Did you get a promotion?” Graham chuckled. “Or a raise? Congrattions!”


    Maisie exhaled deeply. It felt like she and Graham inhabited separate worlds.


    “Alright, I won’t keep you any longer. I’m a bit busy here,” he said.


    “Busy?” Maisie was puzzled. It waste at night on his end, so what could he be busy with?


    “Graham, I—”


    “Maisie, let’s talkter,” Graham interrupted, his voice sounding rushed. “I’ll call you in a couple of days.


    I’ll return at the beginning of next month. We can discuss our wedding ns by then. Is that okay?”


    “Yeah,” Maisie replied with a nod, her response tinged with indifference.


    She wasn’t sure what was wrong between her and Graham, but she was sure there was a problem.


    Perhaps the issue had been there from the start—ack of love.


    Maisie leaned back on the soft sofa. She gazed at the sea through the window, and some of her


    weariness faded as she looked at the distant scenery.


    –


    Daniel came as promised on the weekend, but he wasn’t alone. He brought Persephone to avoid


    making Maisie feel ufortable.


    Persephone hugged Maisie, acting like a lively young rabbit. “Ms. Squire! Your house is so big!”


    Maisie yfully pushed Persephone away with a spat in hand andughed. “Hush, I’m still cooking!”


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    “Ms. Squire, what delicious food are you making for me?” she asked.


    “You’ll find out in a moment!”


    Maisie quickly returned to the kitchen.


    Daniel changed into slippers from the shoe cab and entered the living room. He could smell the


    inviting aromaing from the kitchen.


    It was probably soup. But the fragrance was unlike what she used to cook for him.


    Daniel found himself standing at the kitchen door and watching Maisie bustling around. His heart raced.


    “What kind of soup is this?” he asked, chuckling.


    Maisie was surprised. “Oh, I’m making chicken soup. My sister brought some high-quality ingredients


    from our hometown. You can try itter!”


    Daniel noticed truffles on the side. “Aren’t you going to add these to the soup?”