Chapter 1808

Chris nodded and waved goodbye.

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Maisie was in the kitchen preparing a new dessert. She was at the final step, about to finish the whole thing.

The aroma wafting from the oven filled the entire small apartment, adding a touch of warmth to the place.

Daniel wasn't idle either. He was helping her tidy up the desk, organize her writing materials, and pour some kibbles into the small bowl in the corner of the living room.

Tigger perked up at the sound of dog food, waddling over with its chubby body, its trot making it wobble. It approached Daniel, nuzzling affectionately.

Daniel responded with a gentle pat on the head.

The little German Shepherd was just over a month old, a joint decision by him and Maisie during a visit to the pet store.

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Back then.

They initially aimed for a cat, but fate intervened—Tigger's mother was on the verge of giving birth to puppies as they entered the store.

The shop owner, a kind-hearted elderly lady and an experienced veterinarian, asked Daniel a