The Wrong Woman

Daniel no longer asked about Sienna's well-being, showed any concern, or affectionately called her Sisi. He had become noticeably indifferent toward her over the past 20 days.

"What?" Sienna reached for the documents and flipped through them. She found a property transfer agreement. Continuing to flip through the papers, she stumbled upon a check for 20 million dollars. Confused, she asked, "Daniel, what are these for?"

Daniel stayed composed, his demeanor as calm as water. "They're for you."

"Why are you giving me money and a house?" Sienna's mind refused to entertain the possibilities. She trembled as she set the documents down on the table with care.

Daniel reclined on the couch with his eyes fixed on Sienna, a depth of emotion within them. He couldn't bear to continue speaking.

Though unsure if Sienna would feel heartbroken, he couldn't ignore the heavy burden of his heartache, which made finding the right words incredibly challenging.

After a moment of silence, Daniel doubled over in pain, his hands shielding his face as he let out a deep sigh. After composing himself, he uttered, "Sienna, I'm returning to Phoenicia."

Sienna's heart throbbed, but she hid her feelings. Her fingers tightened on her clothes as she softly replied, "My job is pretty flexible. Wherever I am, I can manage as long as I have a computer. I'll come with you to Phoenicia-"

Daniel cut in, "Sienna,

tears pooling

are you bringing that up out of nowhere? You said you loved me, didn't you? You talked about

reddened, his voice heavy

to Sienna's heart. She trembled with agony as

to appear strong as she forced a smile.

me why you want to end things?" Daniel closed his eyes, anguish enveloping him. He controlled his emotions and

urge to commit to you. I would return to Phoenicia and

lowered her head and discreetly brushed her tears away.

she realized she had aimed too high and was