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, you go home first. Leave Daniel

Not only will I pay off your debts, but I'll also take care of

her debts repaid, but she truly hoped

She nodded earnestly.

smiled at her, then closed

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

vow, "Hello,

responsible for everything in your day-to-day life, including meals, and counseling. Whether you like it

Daniel remained motionless.

"Leave," he said coldly.

She continued, "From now onward, you cannot drink alcohol.

eat small portions, but you must frequently eat meals. You must exercise

to you, mainly focusing on the motivational genre. I

if he was mocking her. He felt like

She moved to stand behind

she closed

the house, Mila hesitated

heard a very loud noise