The Wrong Woman

Chapter 568

Sienna was growing increasingly frustrated as she spoke, her voice rising with each word. "The second blind date is even more absurd! Our families are alike, both struggling to make ends meet, but his mother...

"Oh, it's unbelievable! She suggested we get engaged and move in together. Then, once I become pregnant and have a son, we can have a wedding. She wants to combine the wedding with the baby's sip- and-see party.

"The point is I need to have a son. Without one, there won't be any wedding gifts!" Sienna grumbled.

She was completely unaware that they had already entered the maple forest.

Listening to Sienna's story, Mila felt sympathy and amused. Encountering such peculiarities in her life was indeed uncommon.

Sienna continued, "My mom won't let up about marriage. She set me up on blind dates every day. It's driving me up the wall!"

"But why though?"

"Why do you think? My younger brother found a girlfriend, and now they're hurrying to tie the knot."

Mila was perplexed. "But how does his marriage affect you?"

Sienna stroked Mila's hair. "I can't help but envy you. You've never had to fret over money since you were a kid.

"Everyone adores you and treats you like a princess. You've never experienced the struggles of life. You don't know how hard it is for daughters from families like ours." Mila's eyes widened in disbelief. "Is your mom actually considering marrying you off to secure wedding gifts for your brother?"

"Considering? That's exactly her plan!"

Mila was appalled. "How could a parent do something like that?"

Sienna shrugged, her expression tinged with resignation. "After my dad passed away, she received tens of thousands of dollars from others to help with the funeral costs. "She knew I owed hundreds of thousands for my dad's medical treatment, but she refused to help me repay the debt and used the money to buy my brother a car."

"Why do you still listen to her and go on these blind dates?" Mila's face grew serious. "If it were me, I'd find a way to escape from such a mother."

Sienna sighed deeply, "Even though she favors my brother, she's still my mother who raised me. She never mistreated me. She provided for my education and basic needs. Breaking away isn't as simple as you might think."

Mila took her hand and guided her along as they continued walking "So, you're thinking of finding a decent guy, getting married, and then making a break for it to another family, huh?"

"Sharp." Sienna joked, "Do you have any good candidates in mind?"

Mila pointed at the imposing house up ahead. "I do. Nathan's brother. He's Daniel Morrison, the fourth son of the Morrisons, a narcotics agent in Norvania."

Sienna's cheeks turned red with nervousness and embarrassment. She tapped Mila's arm. "Mila, could you please stop teasing me about him?"

"I'm not teasing," Mila replied,

avoiding Sienna's gaze but speaking

cheerfully. "I'm serious. I'm just

worried you might be

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uncomfortable, especially since

Daniel, you know, can't see "

Before Mila could finish her sentence, Daniel opened the door and hurried out.

He was so eager that he accidentally bumped into a flowerpot by the entrance. With a loud crash, Daniel staggered back, nearly losing his balance.

Mila and Sienna sprang into action. They hurried over to support Daniel on either side.

"Daniel, watch out," Mila cautioned.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

Breathing heavily, Daniel said urgently, "Wanda, I think I heard Sienna's voice."

Sienna's gaze softened as she looked at Daniel's still handsome face. She was so nervous that she was at a loss for what to do.

Strangely, a pang tugged at her heart. It had been six months since their last encounter. She couldn't help but wonder how he had been doing.

Mila remained silent. She directed her gaze toward Sienna, silently urging her to speak up.

Feeling awkward, Sienna blushed as she spoke, "Daniel, it's been a long time."

Daniel's body tensed at the sound of

Sienna's voice. Sensing her

presence on his left side, he

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instinctively reached out to hold her hand with his left hand. Her touch, soft and warm, sent his heart racing.

Yet, he quickly withdrew his hand, swallowing nervously. It was the first time she had spoken to him so gently.

Perhaps, this was just her usual way of talking, like the warmth of spring sunshine comforting, cheerful, and with a subtle sweetness. Feeling nervous and tongue-tied, he stuttered, "I-It's been a long time, Sienna."