Chapter 1669


    Graham''s sense of leaving his body overwhelmed him. He felt weightless, suspended in the


    emergency room,


    watching the frantic doctors and his lifeless body below. He sighed, sensing a pending release.


    His mind remained clear, but hecked the will to fight for his life.


    The conflict with Wesley had triggered this predicament.


    -


    A few hours earlier.


    Wesley was already a mess following his divorce from Nicole and had sunk even lower. It was that


    fateful day that


    Graham identally crossed paths with Wesley while the former was drowning his sorrows in a small


    bar.


    A heated argument escted into a physical brawl.


    Wesley was sharp-eyed. He swiftly recognized Graham as the heir of the Bayers and used Maisie''s


    situation to taunt


    him.


    Enraged, Graham threw a punch. Despite initiating the fight, he was no match for therger, stronger


    Wesley, who


    sent him to the emergency room.


    -


    Graham couldn''t shake the memory of Wesley''s hurtful words.


    "The Bayer heir is nothing special—can''t even keep a woman! Did Daniel steal her from you, huh?


    Hahaha!


    "Graham, have you ever considered you''ve been duped? Daniel''s closeness to Maisie was deliberate!


    "You''re worthless. Even your fiancee can be stolen by another. You can''t even be called a man!"


    Suddenly, as if by an invisible force, Graham''s soul was yanked back into his body. The nearby


    electrocardiogram


    monitor started beeping, and the nearly t line turned erratic.


    The doctor put away the defibritor and wiped his brow. "The patient''s heart rate has returned.


    Administer the


    medication."


    Graham''s tightly shut eyes quivered slightly.


    How did Wesley possess such knowledge about Daniel and Maisie''s rtionship? Could there be a


    hidden history, a


    past no one knew?


    He had to find out. He couldn''t die—he couldn''t let Daniel manipte him in vain. He had to reim


    everything


    from Daniel!


    The temperature had dropped significantly in recent days. Although the house was well-heated, the


    living room


    couch was hardly afortable ce to sleep. Watching Daniel endure chilly nights under a thin


    nket on the


    N?velDrama.Org ? content.


    couch tugged at Maisie''s heart.


    One night, after Daniel sneezed multiple times, Maisie stood at the bedroom door, her voice soft as she


    asked,


    "Don''t we have a guest room? Why don''t you sleep there?"


    Daniel chuckled softly, revealing his reason for staying in the living room. It was the closest room to her,


    and he


    wanted to be near her at all times. Besides, sleeping in the guest room wouldn''t be the same.


    "It''s fine." He continued casually while arranging the nket. "I''m tough. I won''t catch a cold. Plus, I


    want to be


    close to you."


    Maisie''s heart skipped a beat, and she blushed discreetly.


    She turned back into the bedroom but left the door slightly ajar. The warm glow from her room bathed


    Daniel''s


    world.


    He smiled, lying on the couch, unable to sleep.


    Inside the room, another person remained wide awake.


    The night was dark, and snowkes fell outside. The warm light persisted.


    Maisie was curled under her nket, and her world was nothing but the quiet rhythm of her heartbeat.


    Daniel''s deep voice suddenly broke the silence. "Maisie, if you''re still awake, can I make you a warm


    ss of milk?"


    "Um, it''s not necessary," Maisie replied softly. "Mr. Quimby, are you... cold?"


    "You''re still calling me ''Mr. Quimby'' at this point?"


    Maisie didn''t respond. Her small face was buried in the nkets while her eyes betrayed a hint of


    shyness and


    affection. She had grown fond of him.