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

body went numb, tears pooling in her eyes. Yet, she fought to maintain a rigid smile and feigned

said you loved me, didn't you? You talked about marrying

reddened, his voice heavy

Sienna's heart. She trembled with agony as tears continued to well up beyond

trying to appear strong as she forced

voice steady as she spoke, "I already knew I wasn't good enough for you. I won't cling on to you, but can you tell me why you want to end things?" Daniel closed his eyes, anguish enveloping him. He controlled his emotions and spoke calmly,

return to Phoenicia and marry someone from

discreetly

had aimed too high and was too