The Wrong Woman

As the sun sank beneath the horizon, casting the sky in shades of red, Daniel stood on the balcony just off the living room, enjoying the beautiful view. He felt much better since Sienna's arrival. Nathan came down from upstairs and noticed Daniel on the balcony, looking lonely and sad. He walked over and put a hand on Daniel's shoulder.

"You've been taking more breaks lately," he said.

Daniel turned to him with a gentle smile but remained silent.

He hadn't taken a day off in the past year. He kept himself occupied with various tasks. It was to prevent his mind from wandering to Sienna and to suppress any urge to reach out to her.

Daniel even avoided learning about any news regarding her or mentioning her name, fearing he would lose control and struggle to move on.

"How's it going?" Nathan asked as he dropped his hand and leaned against the railing, looking at Daniel.

"What do you mean?" Daniel looked puzzled.

"She's here. What's your plan?"

Daniel understood the implication. He lowered his head and said with a touch of sadness in his voice, "I appreciate Wanda's intentions, but there's no future for us. She's a great person. I don't want to hurt her. "There must be a reason, right?" Nathan probed, aware of Daniel's feelings for Sienna.

"Her mother doesn't approve," Daniel replied, his tone tinged with resignation. "She even knelt before me." Daniel was always upright and respectful. He felt it was a weighty plea to have an elder kneel before him.

"You and Sienna were in a relationship before?" Nathan's surprise was evident.

He recalled Daniel had only been in the small town for a few months, yet he had quickly won Sienna over, entered into a relationship, and broken up. The speed was beyond his comprehension. Daniel simply nodded.

Nathan was taken aback. Over the year, Daniel had seemed content with a straightforward life, focusing solely on work and showing little interest in romance or marriage.

Despite the attention of many affluent young women in the past year, he had kept them all at a distance. It turned out he couldn't shake his feelings for Sienna.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

After a moment of consideration, Nathan extended his hand again to comfort Daniel. "It's time to move on. It seems Sienna may not feel the same way about you." Daniel scowled, his voice laced with sarcasm. "Did Wanda ever tell you that you're a pro at cheering people up?"

"No, Wanda mentioned I'm not great at sugarcoating things. She even suggested I get my eyes checked." "Wanda knows you too well."

"You sound like you're mocking me." Nathan couldn't shake the unpleasant feeling that Daniel's words left him with. Daniel shifted his gaze toward the living room, peering inside.

Nathan grinned. "She's in my room, having a chat with Wanda."

Daniel turned to lean against the

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on it.

He faced toward the living room.

"Who's going to be the bridesmaid?"

"It was supposed to be Sienna, but she turned it down."

"Why?"

"No idea."

Daniel hummed in response.

His despondent demeanor caught Nathan's attention. "Since she's staying for a few more days, why don't you take a vacation?"

Daniel remained silent, his gaze fixed on the floor.

Suddenly, the noise of hurried footsteps echoed through the house. Mila and Sienna descended the stairs in a rush with Sienna appearing flustered and tense.

Daniel glanced up at Sienna before nervously heading to the living room.

Seeing Daniel, Mila hurriedly asked, "Daniel, can you give Sienna a ride somewhere?"

Daniel looked puzzled.

"It's fine. I can just hail a cab," Sienna interjected immediately.

"It's tough to find one at this hour." Mila sounded slightly helpless. "Just let Daniel drive you."

"I'll drive you," Daniel said. Despite

his confusion about Sienna's

situation, her evident distress

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compelled him to act without hesitation.

He headed to the sideboard for his car keys. Passing Sienna, he took the briefcase from her hand and said decisively, "Let's go."