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.

his words. She threw herself into his

you'll prioritize your safety. If 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 inhaling deeply. He had someone to worry about for the

felt such intense worry for his parents,

felt a weight in his chest, his sense of attachment

and suffered severe injuries in the past. The pain from those dark times still lingered vividly

he would have survived let alone regained his health. Throughout his recovery, whenever he

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

trees, causing the leaves to whisper gently. Sunlight filtered through the dense

Sienna away from him and held her face

became fuller, and her lips formed a pout. Her large, clear eyes sparkled brightly, adding to her

Sienna's voice, softened by her pout, sounded even