The Wrong Woman

Daniel smiled warmly and calmly asked, "Are you upset because you think this ring was given to me by Vivian, and it's bothering you?" Sienna nodded, feeling dejected.

Unable to resist, Daniel kissed her forehead and embraced her with excitement. He held onto her tightly as he asked with a hoarse voice, "Sisi, do you also have feelings for me? Is that why you're bothered?" "Yes, I have feelings for you, Daniel. Could you please return the ring to Vivian? Can you stop keeping it?"

"Sisi, say it again," Daniel said eagerly.

"Please don't keep it anymore," Sienna repeated.

Daniel's breathing intensified as he anxiously said, "Not that sentence. The first one."

Sienna's cheeks instantly flushed. She nestled into his chest, hesitated briefly, then shyly repeated, "Daniel, I have feelings for you."

"I feel the same way," Daniel exclaimed, his spirits soaring. He whispered in her ear with a mesmerizing voice, "I love you, Sisi."

"But about the ring-"

interjected, "The ring doesn't

at him inquisitively. "Then

trafficking case. I managed to apprehend many people and confiscate a significant amount of contraband. However, the

serves as a significant token he uses to select his

eyes. She struggled to believe what she had just heard. "You used your charm to get

gently patting her head. "I was chosen, but before I even had the chance to meet him face to face, my cover was

cover hadn't been blown, you would have..." Sienna trailed off, unable to bring herself

smile. "Where are your thoughts wandering off to? If I had met him back then, he'd probably be behind

furrowed his brows, his expression darkening

male or

froze in surprise. Anxiously, he repeated, "Male or

likely attracted to men like you-tall, strong, masculine, and intimidating. Tops usually aren't into men

girls and

"What's going on?"