The Wrong Woman

"Ms. Lawson, what if we bring our IDs tomorrow and have a date at city hall?" Daniel suggested with sincerity.

Sienna's face lit up with a joyful smile, clearly showing her love for him. Leaning close to Daniel's ear, she whispered shyly, "Nah."

"Whenever you're ready to marry me, just say the word. I'll give you the perfect proposal, the romantic wedding of your dreams, and a cozy home."

"Daniel, all I want is for you to be safe," Sienna said, her concern evident.

Daniel's expression dimmed, and he gently lowered Sienna from his back onto the grassy slope beside them.

Sienna settled onto the grass, and Daniel joined her, taking her hand and rubbing it gently. He couldn't meet her gaze.

"Sisi, sometimes I worry that wanting to marry you might just be putting you in danger," Daniel said.

She threw

I become your wife and you turn me into a widow, I'll never forgive you," Sienna responded. Daniel enveloped Sienna in his arms, closing his eyes and

had never felt such intense worry for his parents, mainly because he

promise you. I won't let anything happen to me," Daniel promised earnestly. He felt a weight in his chest, his sense of

past. The pain from those dark times still lingered vividly in

survived let alone regained his health. Throughout his recovery, whenever he was with Sienna, all the darkness and despair seemed to

strength to face each day with energy and experience various emotions. It was the first time since

leaves to whisper gently. Sunlight filtered through the dense

and held her face in his

fuller, and her lips formed a pout. Her large, clear

doing?" Sienna's voice, softened by her pout,