Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

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Daniel headed directly to the gynecology department, where Nina Perkins, who had previously consulted with

Maisie, had just seen another patient. His unexpected presence took her aback.

"Mr. Quimby," she greeted him.

Daniel nodded and entered her office, closing the door behind him.

Nina handed him Maisie's medical report. He struggled to decipher the medical terms but gleaned some insight

from the doctor's expression.

"Is it... quite serious?" he asked.

Nina responded honestly. "Yes. To be precise, it's related to the previous labor induction."

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Daniel's face darkened—this was what he had feared.

"I examined Ms. Maisie's medical records from Cumulus City. The procedure caused significant harm, leading to

frequent stomachaches."

Daniel's heart ached, and he instinctively clenched his fists.

"Don't worry, Mr. Quimby," Nina assured, adjusting her glasses. "It's not incurable. But if the two of you plan to have

children..."

"We'll discuss that in the future," he replied solemnly. "Right now, I just want her to be healthy."

Nina's tone turned serious. "I must inform you that to alleviate her stomachaches, she can undergo surgery, but

there's a risk she may become infertile."

Daniel fell into silence, recalling the same warning from the doctor in Cumulus City. Back then, he had envisioned a

future with her, a family of their own.

"Mr. Quimby?" Nina probed. "What's the next step? I need a definite answer."

Without hesitation, Daniel replied, "Go ahead with the surgery."

Nina was taken aback. "Are you sure?"

"I want her to be healthy, even if it means we can't have children," he declared. "I can't bear to see her in pain any

longer."

Nina nodded, appreciating his selfless decision. "The surgery is straightforward, and I'll be her surgeon. She'll stay in

the hospital afterward, and I'll personally attend to her.

"Rest assured, I won't disclose anything. Additionally, I'll consult her following the standard procedure we provide to

single women, so she won't suspect anything." "Thank you," Daniel expressed his gratitude, his eyes filled with

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concern. He turned to leave and headed to the VIP room.

Meanwhile, Graham discreetly slipped out of the corridor on the opposite side. He rushed to a secluded corner,

observing the nurse nervously. She worked in Nina's office and was her apprentice, someone Nina trusted.

But her financial needs had driven her to agree to help Graham in this situation. He was eager for information.

"What did you hear?" he asked while transferring 3,000 dollars to her.

The nurse was scared, glancing around nervously. She stammered, "M-Mr. Quimby went into Dr. Perkins' office, and

the door was closed. I couldn't hear much... I think it was about Ms. Squire's illness."

"What's wrong with her?" Graham pressed.

"She's suffering from stomach pain due to a previous labor induction procedure," she reported.

"What?!" Graham's eyes widened. "Are you sure? Did she mention labor induction?"