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."

seriously,

debts, but I'll also take care of this man till

thought about having her debts repaid, but she truly hoped Sienna could help

She nodded earnestly.

at her, then

she was very worried. Inside the house, Sienna locked the door before walking toward

to a warning and a vow, "Hello, Daniel, I'm

your day-to-day life, including meals, and counseling. Whether you

Daniel remained motionless.

"Leave," he said coldly.

"From now onward, you cannot drink alcohol. You must shave

must eat five meals a day, you can eat small portions, but you must frequently eat meals. You

mainly focusing on the motivational genre. I will also

was mocking her. He felt like he was hearing something

was serious. She moved to stand behind him and pushed the wheelchair into the

she

the house, Mila hesitated and didn't dare

she heard a very loud noise coming