The Wrong Woman

"Get out," Daniel roared as he grabbed a nearby bottle and smashed it wildly.

The sound of glass being smashed filled the room, and sharp shards flew everywhere.

Mila was frightened as she covered her mouth. She was afraid that Sienna might get hurt.

Sienna dodged all the attacks. She quickly pushed Daniel's wheelchair to an empty corner.

Seeing this, Mila rushed into the living room to help Sienna put all the dangerous items into bags and drag them out.

Daniel was like a walking dead. His hands hung limp at his sides, and he leaned his head against the wheelchair.

Sienna walked toward Daniel and carefully scrutinized him.

His messy hair covered her eyes, and his thin face was covered in stubble. He looked worn out. His frail body was wrapped in black shirt and pants.

At this moment, he seemed like a soulless and feeble shell as he didn't have the desire to live.

Mila walked over. She looked at Daniel with teary eyes.

She felt sorry for him as she spoke softly, "Dan, please don't be like this anymore. If you keep refusing to eat, drink, or rest, your body can't take it and you'll die."

She said seriously, "Chubs,

pay off your debts, but I'll also take care

repaid, but she truly

She nodded earnestly.

then closed the

felt uneasy, and she was very worried. Inside the house, Sienna

warning and a vow, "Hello, Daniel, I'm Sienna Lawsom. From today onward, I'm your 24/7 personal

counseling. Whether you like it or not,

Daniel remained motionless.

"Leave," he said coldly.

now onward, you cannot drink alcohol. You must shave your head, your beard,

five meals a day, you can eat small portions, but you must frequently eat meals. You must exercise for two hours every day and spend an hour in

mainly focusing on the motivational genre. I

laughed, as if he was mocking her. He felt like he

moved to stand behind him

she closed

the house, Mila hesitated and didn't dare

heard a very loud